Rest in Peace Marlene

I was standing in the lobby of the Grand Hotel on Mackinac Island when the call came.  One of my brothers asked if I was away from the girls and kept pushing the issue.  I thought, "Geez, it's not like I don't know Dad is sick."  When I assured him I was alone, he said, "Marlene died this morning."
Marlene was my youngest brother's wife.  They would have been married 18 years on July 1.  Her death came suddenly and without warning.  No matter what scenario was playing through my head when my brother called, Marlene died wasn't a possibility.
Of course with sudden deaths, there will be an autopsy before there can be a wake and funeral.  This gives us time to figure out what to tell the girls.  Up until now we've explained every person's death with "she was old and sick."  This doesn't work for Aunt 'Lene.
Aunt 'Lene took the girls to get their ears pierced when they were three.  She made them way too much popcorn whenever we were there.  She introduced the girls to pop, especially Pepsi.  She was the brunette twin's godmother.  She was far too young to be gone now.  It is so unexplainable. Yet, in a couple of days we'll be home again and will have to explain. Her wake will be their first.  I'm not sure we'll take them to the funeral, but they will go to her wake.  All we do now is try to figure out how to explain it all to the girls. 
I talked to my brother last night and he said, "This is the worst day of my life."  I told him I couldn't imagine his pain.  Rest in peace Marlene.  Rest in peace.