Brandy's sole desire was to reunite with her sister, her sole kin, if only for a brief encounter to express that she hadn't forsaken her and still cherished her. Kenny would be fifteen now, likely blossoming into a lovely young woman.
As Brandy felt her consciousness slipping away, she recognized it as the end of her journey. Retribution had reached her earlier than she imagined. "Big sis, big sis," a faint voice called out to Brandy. "Do you want to leave me alone?" the voice echoed once more in her mind.
Just that it was clearer now that it sounded like her little sister's voice. With that, Brandy felt a strong force pulling her. The last thread holding her on the brink suddenly got stronger and was pulling her out of the abyss. Brandy's eyes shot open.
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