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Charlie died yesterday.
1996-3.12.2003
Liver tumor secondary to leukemia.

I'm pretty devestated and just put this together roughly.

Charlie only stopped talking when she was asleep or when I read aloud to her. She also liked to watch "Inspector Rex" on TV. She was my best friend, my crazy little buddy, my muse....missing her more than I can say.

"I see her in my sleep, my red terrible girl.
She is crying through the glass that separates us.
She is crying, and she is furious.
Her cries are hooks that catch and grate like cats.
It is by these hooks she climbs to my notice.
She is crying at the dark, or at the stars
That at such a distance from us shine and whirl." {Sylvia Plath}

Thank you everyone who has been asking about her, it meant so much to me.