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Note: This chapter doesn't have any songs, but for the others, songs are boldfaced and thoughts are in italics.
"Two Songs"
"So…um-ah, Brian, how 'bout this one?"
"Sure. Add it, I don't care." was the limp response.
"One, two…six. Brian, we need one more song."
"You are my song." he whispered, after a long pause.
"What was that?"
"Nothing. That one, add that one too." He pointed to a piece of paper.
He drifted again, back to a church four months ago. Delicate flecks of snow were falling outside. He and Curt approached, sharing a blue suede jacket.
Brian bent down to dust the thin film of snow from a step, then he and Curt sat. Just then, the church bells sounded. They rang in a song-like rhythm.
"What are they playing?" Curt asked.
"What?" Brian answered in question.
"The bells. Aren't they playing a song?"
"Maybe."
"It sounds like…ugh! It's at the tip of my tongue but I can't remember. You should know this song too."
"Nope. Doesn't ring a bell."
They both laughed.
"So, why are we here again?" Curt asked.
"To renew our vows, of course. Why else?" said Brian, smiling.
"Oh. What were those vows?"
Brian laughed. "Forget it. You are so giving up heroin."
"We should have a theme song, you know." said Curt, deliberately changing the subject. "Couples have theme songs."
"Alright, now you're just fucking with me."
"No. But we should."
"Come on, Curt, we don't need one. You. You are my song."
They kissed. They kissed like there was no tomorrow. Brian's lips grew cold once he separated them from Curt's. They stung.
"Brian. Hey. Hey, over here."
"Huh?" He looked up and around, a bit startled. It was his bandmate again.
"What's going on, love? You've been staring at that thing for the past ten minutes. What the hell is it anyway?"
"It's a mitt."
"I see. We're set for tonight, okay? Songlist's finalized. It should be fun for you. You haven't been on-stage in, what? Three, four months?"
"Yeah. Whoopdi-fucking-doo."
"Gee, don't get too excited."
"I'll try."
"Are you gonna rehearse with us?"
"No." He left the room without saying another word.