Chapter 29 – No Farewell

A ringing filled his ears and Kimblee's mine shaft returned. He staggered forward, bumping his chin into her forehead. "W-What?" The word moved her hair.

Winry nodded, blind to his proximity as she wiped her face, smearing trails with the back of her hands. He didn't need to see how much everything still hurt; she was trying to be strong. "Pneumonia took her last winter," she said hoarsely. "She passed away without you or Al here."

He squeezed his eyes shut. No.

She stood woodenly as her news matriculated, jerking back when arms rose from his sides, reaching for her.