"Did you know her?" Dylan asked reading over Marco's shoulders.

"Him, yea, met him in New York."

"There was another guy?" Dylan seemed hurt.

"No, not at all, just a friend. He was the one who convinced me to come home."

"How'd he die?"

"AIDS."

Dylan sighed. "That's rough."

"Yea, but he always seemed happy. He just kind of, excepted it."

"Really?"

Marco nodded. He was about to throw his arms around Dylan when Eloise walked into the room.

"I'm ready for school." She smiled.

"School's not until tomorrow." Marco tossled her hair.

"I'm happy you're home again." Eloise grinned.

"Me too." He patted her head.

"So school's really not until tomorrow?" Eloise pouted.

"Sorry." Dylan smiled.

"Can I have a granola bar?" Eloise asked.

"Yup, I'll get one." Dylan went over to the kitchen to grab Eloise a granola bar.

Marco followed Dylan with his eyes. He really was happy to be home, he thought about home all the time while he was in New York. Speaking of New York, should he go to the funeral.

"What are you thinking about?" Dylan asked sitting next to him.

"Should I go to Angel's funeral?"

"Is it important to you?"

Marco thought for a moment. "Yea, it is."

"Then go."

Marco cut out the information for the funeral and went to go explain to Eloise.

"Eloise?"

"Hi daddy!"

"Hi, listen one of Daddy's friend's just...died, and Daddy needs to go to the funeral, ok?"

"When."

"I have to leave tomorrow."

"You'll miss my school."

"But you'll have more then one day of school." He reassured.

"Really?"

"Yes." Marco smiled.

"Ok, just don't miss the other ones."

"I won't." Marco smiled and went off to pack.

Seasons of Love

From Rent


525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear. 525,600 minutes - how do you measure,
measure a year? In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee. In
inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife. In 525,600 minutes - how do you
measure a year in the life?
How about love? How about love? How about love? Measure in love. Seasons of
love.

525,600 minutes! 525,000 journeys to plan. 525,600 minutes - how can you measure
the life of a woman or man?

In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried. In bridges he burned, or
the way that she died.

It's time now to sing out, tho the story never ends let's celebrate remember a year in the life of friends. Remember
the love! Remember the love! Remember
the love! Measure in love. Seasons of love! Seasons of love.