Slowly she walked over to the living room hoping that her skinniness was not showing to much. Since her brother had died she did not feel like living anymore. A slow nod could be seen from her body when he said he was going out for a cigarette. Since she was close to the door if he needed her or got into trouble then she would be there.<em>Oh stop it Rebecca. You don't want to get close to him. He will die.</em>Already she was feeling protective of him. She shook her head and picked up the remote control. Next she thought of him inhaler that cancer and thinking of him dieing. Tears filled her eyes again.