Lying on the bed with the sheet tucked over her body,was Evelyn, his sister squeezing one of the pillows close to her chest, asleep.
Appearing a little stunned, Max took a moment to measure her appearance. Droplets of sweat dripped down her forehead despite the atmosphere in the room being a little cold.
'A nightmare?'
Moving closer, he observed the minute movement of her eyelids for a moment before placing his palm on her forehead.
'Comforting is what a good brother would do, isn't it?'
Shaking his head,he took a moment to take off his shirt, taking a whiff of it before dropping it.
Sitting on the bed, he wrapped one arm around Evelyn and began patting her gently with a steady rhythm to it.
About twenty minutes later the movement of quivering eye leads settled under his watch.
Using about another ten minutes to softly wrestle her hand from his thighs, Max stood up.
