She died today.
49 minutes ago, actually.
It was a few days after I visited her.
Her heart stopped.
I didn't cry.
I don't have any tears inside me.
I cried them all out over two years ago.
When it happened.
And I didn't save any for another tragedy.
And now she's gone.
She's dead.
Jessica Amy Einstein died today.
My best friend.
My un-biological sister.
My world.
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Short Story"The number 49 never used to have any significance in my life. It was always just the number after 48 and before 50. But that was before it happened."
