My breath is swept from my lungs and I collapse against the door. She doesn’t move. I slide to the ground. She’s gone. There’s light and air and color and she’s gone. My sister is dead. I pull my knees up to my chin and wrap my arms around my head. I shouldn’t be here. I can’t do this. My breath catches in my throat. I fall over onto my side. Shivering, as all the heat leaves me. She’s gone. I shriek through clenched teeth and pound my fists against my head.
