Chapter Thirty-Two: No Need to Endure Anymore
Time stands still while time runs away.—Jonathan Larson in notes for "Right Brain" in RENT
Roger,
God, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I can't tell you to your face, I'm sorry I'm a fucking coward, I'm sorry I was never strong enough to handle you, us…
I'm sorry I can't wait to die.
I can't do this. I always loved you. I always will. Never forget that. But I just can not do this. It'll be a while before you find this, but when you do… don't hate me, baby?
Love,
Your Angel
Mark,
Don't you dare blame yourself. I know Collins asked you to take care of me when he left… You're really bad at keeping that sort of thing a secret, in case you didn't know. But there was no way you could protect me from this. You're the best little brother I could've had.
Love,
Your April Shower
…Also? Please keep an eye out for Roger. I know I'm such a hypocrite for asking this, but… He needs someone to be there for him, when he finds out that he's
When he finds out.
Baby,
We've got AIDS.