"There is a man down there staring at me unblinkingly, seeming to be ready to pounce on me. What do you say about that, sister?"
It was then that Joanna pulled her face away from the chest of her brother, which caused some area of the fabric of his shirt to be darker than the others due to Joanna's tears, but her hands were still clutching the fabric of the coat on his back.
Looking up, Joanna's tears streamed down her cheeks more when she saw the face of her brother that she missed a lot appear closely before her eyes.
Watching her brother smile at her, Joanna felt a soft handkerchief dab her wet cheeks. "Stop crying, Ann. Let brother see your smiling face." It was what her brother said to her while dabbing the tears that drenched her cheeks.
