"Thank you. My mom went to go id-denify the bo-o-dy and prepare the funeral." At that, she nearly started sobbing again. God, her chest hurt. Her everything hurt. All she could really hear were her sister's last words. [b]"Cover for me, kid. I have something waiting for you in my room once I get back. Love you."[/b] She knew she wouldn't be able to bring herself to go into her sister's room for at least a week without sobbing grossly, so she decided to leave it alone for the moment. She looked up as she heard knocking on the door, to see Mark standing there with a frown on his face. Her eyes widened, and she quickly stumbled away from Simon. Mark knocked again, impatiently, and she started towards the door on wobbly legs. "Go out the back door, Simon. I'll get you in a minute once I've talked to him."