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"Three years," Alli Johnston sighed, leaning back on her bed. Her assistant, nicknamed Jean, stirred. Jean had been working with the guitarist/singer-songwriter for a little under a year. While she was supportive, both women knew that Jean never truly understood how much Alli loved her late husband and best friend.
It was 2 in the morning on June 25, 2012.
Jean murmured, sleeping on the couch, "Michael?"
"Mike's dead. Three years ago today," AJ closed her eyes. Every time she thought of Michael, she became sad. June 25th, 2009, was the day that all her thoughts related to him turned sad.
She doesn't really remember much besides a phone call while she was in the middle of recording an album and rushing over to find that what she feared so often had become true.
And she was inconsolable.
Michael had died in his sleep. Dr. Murray, a cardiologist who had been taking care of him, couldn't get the care that Michael needed immediately - he didn't know CPR. (Cardiologists don't know CPR, by th