The only things she found within the bag were several items of clothing and some snacks. She had no other choice but to take one of the brand new tee shirts that she had bought for herself. Once Evan pulled the car onto the side of the road and killed the engine, she scrunched up the tee shirt and tenderly pressed it against his bleeding nose, carefully tilting his head back at the same time. She grasped the back of his neck with her other hand to help keep his head steady as she applied gentle force. It was quiet for a long time as silence fell between them, interspersed with the sound of deep gasping and mouth breathing that came from Evan as she tenderly squeezed his nose. It was obvious that he was in dire pain and was having difficulty breathing. She gazed at him with both longing and pity, something he took no notice of as he had his eyes closed and submitted to her care. He took a deep breath, every once in a while. It frightened her every time he did so and could not help but to feel sorry for him.
