Tyrone remained still. "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

"IT will not!" Sabrina declared, shaking her head.

"You have injuries on your back. How will you apply the medicine?"

"I'll ask Bettie." Sabrina stared at Tyrone, ensuring he didn't overstep his bounds.

"You may enter now. I'll leave once you're inside." Tyrone, left with no choice, handed the ointment to Sabrina.