Dear Diary:

Beep. Beep. Beeeeeeep.

I wake up.

My wrist is tangled in wires that connect to the monitor-thingy that you see in the movies.

"Hey, sis."

I look up.

Crispin.

He sits down in the chair next to my bed.

"So."

I look away.

He coughs. 

"Can I tell you something?"

"Yeah..." I hesitate.

"Um. I know it's hard for you. But... you're not the only one who misses her."

My anger stirs. "I know."

Crispin glares at me. "I miss her, too, you know."

I look away. "What'd you want to tell me."

"Lizzie and I... we were..."

I gape at him. "What?!"