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George stared at the post-it in shock. Her only sister, was now a name on a post-it. She was going to die. Today. Georgia could only stare. She knew there was nothing to change it. She felt numb. And angry. Why wasn't she told? Why didn't Rube tell her? Why didn't Daisy tell her? It was 12:00pm. Her sister was going to die in a little more than three hours and she was powerless to stop it from happening. George walked up to her room and waited.

An hour later, Daisy came home.

"Georgia? Are you home?"

Daisy got no response. She shrugged and went into the kitchen, she opened her purse and looked for her post-it. She couldn't find it.

"Oh no. Georgia?!"

Daisy went upstairs to George's room. She knocked on the door.

"Georgia? Georgia are you in there?"

"The door's open." came the reply.

Hearing the tone in which she said it, Daisy's suspicions were confirmed. 'What do I do now?' she thought. Hesitantly, she went into the room. She found George lying on the bed with the post-it in her hand.

"When were you going to tell me Daisy?"

"Well, I couldn't-"

"When!?"

"Georgia, Rube said-"

"Fuck what Rube said! You could have told me anyways!"

She was yelling now. The emotional wall she had built, was beginning to crumble.

"I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you but I -"

"Then why the didn't you?"her tone had grown soft now. Daisy could barely hear her. "My sister. My only sister. Is going to die. Why couldn't you tell me that?" she started to cry.

Daisy sat down on the bed and put an arm around the distraught teenager. It broke her heart to see George like this. She too used to have a sister, and knew how George must have felt when she looked at that post-it.

"I'm so sorry Georgia. I really wanted to tell you, believe me. But Rube said not to. I'm sorry. I didn't want you to find out this way."A tear slid down her own cheek as she said this.

"Daisy. When you do reap her......"

"Yes Georgia?"

"Can I come? To say goodbye?"

"Yes. Well Georgia, I think we should get some lunch. It's almost 1:30."

"Whatever."

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