George sat in the middle of her room, her eyes exhausted and red. Her initial response when she heard the phone ring was to stare at it until it stopped. They were all gone. Not moved on. Just gone.
The phone continued to ring. George reached out for the phone which fell from the receiver, not quite making it to the ground where it dangled from a chord instead. The reaper stared at it for a good five seconds before reaching for it. It hadn't crossed her mind who might call her.