"Mom, don't leave me, please, don't ....."

The more I listened, the more Benjamin felt that Evelyn sounded like the woman in the car that night.

Somehow, Benjamin felt a little excited to think that they might be the same person.

He pinched his lips slightly, looked at Evelyn's eyes with a little tenderness, patted her shoulder with his big hand, and whispered, "It's okay, you're just having a nightmare ..."

I don't know if Benjamin's comfort worked, or if Evelyn took antipyretics, she gradually quieted down and fell asleep.

After a while, Benjamin put Evelyn's hand in the quilt, covered it, and walked softly out of the room.

Benjamin...