A/N: Extra super kudo cookies to J.M. Barrie and Johnny Depp, because Finding Neverland is the best movie in the world, and I've been wanting to base a story on it for a long time. I own the DVDs of Rent and Finding Neverland, but alack, nothing else.
Everyone has a million nevers locked in their heart. Nevers that stalk like a shadow when you're not looking, and lunge like a rockslide to knock you down at those times you're forced to acknowledge them.
A never could be the neighbor's new bike as it passes you and your sister's hand-me-down 4-wheeler with the peeling Tweety stickers. A never could be the book that you lost before it was opened, the shirt that ripped before you wore it, the grandma that died before you met. Nevers can crush a person beneath their weight, and their weight is massive.
Roger bears more nevers then any mortal can, so many that he has no choice but to bow his head and let them live his life. How he will never hold his sister's hand as she brings her first son into the world, because then he was to high to even remember her name. He will never dance in the spring showers for the pain it brings, of another who was named for those showers and died for her pain. He will never laugh with Mark about how his tux makes him look like a neutered skunk, and then smile at his best friend with all the love in the world as he walks down the aisle with his bride.
He will never entertain his nephew with tales of a castle in the kingdom of Bohemia, where the brave young nights and lovely ladies lived a life worth living. He will never dance with his mother on his wedding night, never cheer the Red Sox to victory with his father, never hear his daughter laugh or his son whisper, "I love you," in the dead of night.
And he will never find his Glory.
But perhaps, through the pain and the heartbreak, the blood and the damning, the need and the longing and the tears he's shed, he will find the one place where the nevers fly like a feather on a summer's breeze. Wrapped in the arms of those he's loved, of April and Mimi and his soul's dearest Mark, his dead grandmother and his grieving father, the wings of an eternal Angel…he'll find his salvation.
He'll find his Neverland.