Hearing is supposed to be the last sense to fade when a person dies.
I wonder what your one perfect ear heard last. Was it the birds chirping as we sat outside? My voice waking Mitch to tell him you're gone? The sobs of your parents as we bent over you? Maybe it was the sound of water splashing as I bathed your limp body? Or did you hear Cairo crying and Levi offering you his blanket?
I hope it was the "I love you" whispered as I laid your body inside that massive hearse.