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Mom got it, and asked me to leave her to do that until she'd gotten over the worst of the loss, and of course I agreed. I didn't mind having her there; even if her conversation was usually monosyllabic, she was still company for me; if she was silent and uncommunicative, at least I still had the sound of her breathing at night, especially if I woke up to find her huddled up against me, her cheeks wet where she'd been crying in her sleep. My heart was breaking for my baby sister, I didn't know how to help her, and I couldn't give her back what she needed most in the world, so we ambled along, silently communicating, or not, living in silences that we didn't know how to break.