"Hey, ol' mum." Jonathan knocked lightly on her bedroom door before entering. Evy was lying on her bed, her face lost in a combination of hair and pillows. Hearing her brother's voice, she sat up quickly, using a single finger to brush a stray tear from her face. "Hi Jon." she managed to say in a strangled voice. He went over to where she was sitting and plopped down next to her.
"Tough day?" he almost smirked at his own poor sarcasm.
She shot him a deathly glare through narrowed eyes, which only lasted for a second before she burst into the recurring tears. Jonathan gave her an awkward- like hug; trying to be helpful while filling the gap between their two separate lives. It's a once in a lifetime event seeing my two children hug each other without any type of violence or verbal aggression involved. Something that I fear wouldn't ever happen again.
"I know you wanted to go with Father." Jonathan put on a faint smile.
"You have no idea," Evelyn sighed, falling back onto her covers.
"Don't worry, Evy. Mother and Father will be just fine in Egypt. They'll come home, and, and everything will go back to the way it was." -Looking at his sister with a light in his eyes- "and plus, you and I'll have a great time without them! Just think about it- we could go to bars, nightclubs, sneak into movies-"
"No, we won't." Evy folded her arms crossly and stood up to face her brother.
"Jonathan, promise me. No fights, no girls, no bars, none of that until they come back."
Jonathan raised an eyebrow and lifted a finger. "And what if I do? What then my dear, sweet, baby sister?"
Evy rolled her eyes and helped him up.
"Then, and only then, I guess we could sneak into one movie- only one."
Jonathan smiled as he started for the door. "You know, you're more devious than I thought!"
He hugged his sister close. "You promise?" Evelyn pressed. Jonathan let out a sigh and paused for a moment.
"Yah, I promise."