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On New Year’s Day in 2002 we had a family dinner. As I was clearing the table before I put the apple pies out for dessert, Alicia said she wasn’t feeling well and asked to go upstairs. I said: “Sure, go ahead.” Later, when she didn’t respond to my call, I sent her brother up. He said: “She’s not in her bedroom.” She was gone just like that.
