The funeral was a sad affair. As most funerals are, she supposes. Her parents haven't spoken to her in weeks except to force her to wear a suit rather than a dress. And to kick her out of his room when they found her lying on his bed after they got the news.
She hadn't seen him in nearly three years. And even then, he'd only visited once for an afternoon. He'd taken her and Rain to a movie -- some horror movie, she can't even remember the details of -- and then had left as soon as the movie had finished. He never spoke about his time away in the army. Never spoke about anything personal. But. He was her brother and she loved him. He loved her too, she knows that. He accepted her as she was, every part of her. He was proud of her.
She misses him so much. And now... now she's never going to see him ever again. They didn't even have a body to bury.