After all of that, there were still sixty minutes of riding ahead of them. Savannah put her head on Tucker’s shoulder, and he wished it was Chad’s. In the theatre, Chad sat on one side of Tucker, Savannah on the other. As soon as the place went dark, Chad took Tucker’s hand. He held it until intermission, offering an extra squeeze during “Maria,” because of its tender and romantic theme, Tucker figured. Tucker was a little freaked out, like even in the dark, someone would know. Just before the lights came up, before the final measures of the big “Rumble” faded out, Chad let go. “Don’t be mad,” he mouthed, as everyone else around and scrambled to stretch their legs, and Tucker wasn’t. It was actually sweet.
They held hands again during Act 2, until both needed to wipe their eyes when Tony died.