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your sister.”
    “You will, I’m sure. It’s funny though, when I checked my messages today, she had said that she too, had met a special guy.   What a coincidence!   Fate throwing her a special curve ball, I suppose. Well, I suppose that’s more information than I can process in one day, so I think I will shack up on the couch.   I think you should grab some things from home and sleep in my sister’s room.   It’s messy, but clean.”
    “I couldn’t do that. Max is not going to be sending anyone tonight and besides, what if your sister comes home?”
    “Hon, it’s 11:30, if she’s not home now she won’t be coming home; besides, I told you - New Guy!”
    “Oh yeah, right.”
    “You don’t know for sure that Max didn’t come here with the other software engineer slayer. Plus, since I am filling in for your grounded brother, I know he wouldn’t want you to take that chance. Just sleep here; I’ll feel better, I know your brother would feel better, and no harm done. Please!”
    “Okay, but only because you insisted.   Oh, shoot! Is it really 11:30? I was supposed to meet this girl an hour ago.”
    “I’m sure with those eyes and that smile, she will forgive you anything. Call her and tell her something came up. That way, you didn’t stand her up.   Believe me; girls don’t like to be stood up, not by their sisters, and definitely not by potential boyfriends.”
    “Yeah, I will. Hey, ummm…thanks for everything, the advice, the plan, my brother, and, oh yeah, Max.   By the way, we still haven’t discussed what you did or how you did what you did.”
    “Yeah, I’m trying to block that out of my memory. I don’t have a clue how or what happened. I just felt all these emotions after seeing your brother on the ground. I didn’t want anything else to hurt him. I just wanted it to stop and then Pow!   Everything went white and Van Hels... I mean, Max, went flying.   I didn’t mean to kill him.   The tree, you know, that was an accident. I didn’t aim him for the tree. I just wanted Devon to be okay.”
    “Well, remind me not to ever make you angry,” he teased.  
    “Ha! Ha! Very funny!   Go get some clothes and go to bed,” she said, pointing to Rowan’s room.
    “Okay, okay! I’ll call that girl as I’m grabbing some stuff and I’ll be right back. And by the way, I think my brother would be very upset if he felt he kept you from sleeping in your bed.   You two are adults, I’m sure you can control yourself,” he smirked.   “I’ll bet you will sleep much better in your own bed than on the couch.”  
    “Okay, little brother, you win.   And yes, I can control myself, thank you very much.   As for your brother, well, he’s passed out, but even so, he is too much of a gentleman to be anything but embarrassed by the situation.”
    “I think you might be surprised.   He’s a gentleman, yes, but he is a guy and you are, well, gorgeous.”  
    She blushed deeply and smiled.   “Well, thank you, but I’m not.” She continued to smile as she went back to the bedroom, slightly tickled by the compliment.  
    She set the change of clothes Blake had brought for Devon on the chair. She grabbed a pair of flannel shorts out of the dresser drawer and went into the bathroom to attend to her nightly rituals.
    As she finished up in the bathroom and turned out the light, she tiptoed to the bed.   She checked her patient, and gave him a new, cool rag for his head.   No temperature yet, but it was still too early to tell.   She’d check his bandages in the morning.   In the meantime, Harry was taking up the whole rest of the bed.   He was on his back as if mimicking Devon. Harry’s head was turned in what looked like a very uncomfortable position.   He had one fuzzy arm over his eyes.   It looked like a fainting damsel pose.   She laughed and pushed him over so she could have some of the bed and Harry slept between them.   Lights out. She wasn’t sure if her head even hit the