Chapter 39

Gone.

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I can’t remember to this day the wake that followed the funeral. Was there laughter and tears? Were pictures passed around of Tuck, divulging his smile and red curls in high school? Did some of those pictures tell stories of girlfriends that he had kissed, but never had long dating relationships with because he was gay? Were there stories of Tucker Martini that friends and family cried over when discussed? Did someone mention how he enjoyed playing the piano? Did someone else talk about how he liked to go for long walks on Lake Erie’s beach? Who whispered that he was a happy man, in love for maybe the first time in his life with a writer from Pennsylvania?