9:54

I remember when it started.

Driving up the hill,

On our way to school.

Rounding a corner,

Blinding sun in our eyes.

Mom said she had a lump.

I remember how it was.

So many details,

So many memories.

Two years, three months.

I remember when it ended.

The call at work,

Dad says it’s soon.

He can’t pick me up,

Can’t leave her alone

With my siblings tonight.

A ride home from someone else.

Her labored breathing.

Sitting on the top bunk,

My sister on the bottom.

Dad walks in,

Says she’s gone.

I look at the clock.

It’s 9:54.