AN: NEXT CHAPTER! WOOOT!
He's magic and myth
As strong as what I believe
A tragedy with
More damage than a soul should see
He's out of the house. For the first time since the withdrawal started,
Roger's OUT of the HOUSE! I kind of wish it was for my sake, but hell,
I'll take what I can get at this point. I'm counting it as a win.
We're at the Life Cafe, dancing and singing on the tables, mocking Benny and his newfound "yuppy-ness". In a single night, our little family has almost doubled.
There's Angel. Shakespeare couldn't have thought of a more appropriate name. She has to be the most generous, loving person I've ever known. And so alive. She makes Collins smile unlike I've ever seen him before.
And Joanne. On the surface you'd think she'd fit better with Benny in Westport, being a lawyer and everything. But she has a good heart and despite the awkwardness of our first meeting we quickly formed a bond. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't jealous, though. Let the record show I never said I didn't love Maureen.
And finally, Mimi. Mimi, the spirited dancer from the Cat Scratch Club. Mimi, who came to our door looking for someone to light her candle. Mimi, the one Roger left the loft for.
I look in Roger's direction. Mimi's approaching him. She seems irritated, probably because he's been ignoring her, even though it was his idea for her to come have dinner with us. Does it make me a bad person if part of me is glad for that fact?
Several beepers go off at the same time. Mimi slips a pill into her mouth. Oh...OH...poor girl. Roger takes her hand and starts leading her outside.
Close up: Roger with a look in his eyes that hasn't been there since April's death.
Pan around to Mark's heart breaking.
Merry Christmas.