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Chapter 11

Tim swallows, feeling suddenly young and vulnerable. Tears threaten to break out from his eyes.

“I’m okay now.”

Dan nods. “Glad to hear that.” A sliver of a smile forms on his face. Tim takes a stuttering breath. Yes, he is really okay now. He looks down and finds his hand clasped tight in Brent’s hand. He smiles a little and squeezes back.

* * * *

Tim stays for a couple of days in the hospital, permitted to leave only to attend Sean’s funeral. None of his colleagues in the theater, including him, manages to hold back tears. Sean had been loved by everybody, and Tim can’t stop feeling guilty—Sean had loved him but he’d never returned the feeling.

Tim lets his house be used for the gathering after the funeral. All his friends and their families are present. Brent and Dan come, too. His manager finds him and hugs him long and tight.

“We will never forget him, son. That kid, he was always so quirky and fun.”

That is true about Sean. He had always made his presence felt.