So you're dead. We can still chat, right?
Today I begin my story. The story of my life since you left. So much has happened that I need to share with you. I turn to tell you something and you aren't there; I go to call you and you don't answer. So I am writing. Writing in the hope that you hear me. Writing in the hope that, one day, you will write back.
Love you always,
Your Big Sis x