The Ducks didn't know what to say. They had turned their backs on Guy Germaine long ago and now he was dead.
Connie studied their faces carefully. She could see the guilt that plagued them.
And so you should, he was one of your best friends until he couldn't play hockey anymore she thought angrily.
Still, they were all she had left. It wasn't like she could talk to her mother or even Danielle about it now could she? And she'd killed her own father and let Guy take the blame for it so in truth, she was more guilty of allowing Guy to die than whoever set that bomb off.
"Connie can I get you anything?" Julie asked softly laying a hand on Connie's shoulder.
Connie shook her head "As hard as it is for you guys to understand I loved Guy and all I want is for him to be alive again" she said with tears in her eyes.
Charlie's jaw tightened. After everything Guy had put Connie and her family through she was still saying she loved him! What on earth was wrong with her?
He'd honestly expected everything to go back to the way things were when Guy wasn't in the picture, he wanted nothing more for Connie to come back to him and everything would be alright between them again.
After all, he wasn't the one who'd attacked her sister and he definitely wasn't the one who killed her father and tried to blame her for it.
As far as the Ducks were aware, Guy was guilty of everything they said he'd done including the murder of Mr Moreau.
Connie knew it was a hopeless cause trying to convince them she was really the one who'd done it because they were always ready to believe the worst about Guy Germaine.
"Does anyone else remember the prank on Varsity and Guy accidentally got warpaint in his eye? That was so funny" Goldberg suddenly spoke with a fond grin at the memory.
Connie could have kissed him at that point. At least someone was willing to remember the real Guy Germaine.
"Yeah he screamed like a little girl" Averman joined in.
One by one the Ducks joined in the chatter with each remembering something nice or funny to say about Guy.
All except Charlie that is and it didn't go unnoticed by Connie.
She should have known better though, she was starting to see that she should never had been with Charlie in the first place.
And she will never be with him ever again. She couldn't do that to Guy's memory.
"Connie, can I ask you something?" Goldberg asked.
"Goldie you can ask me anything" Connie said warmly feeling extremely grateful for him breaking the ice earlier.
"I was just wondering, can you have a funeral with no um…well dead body so to speak?" Goldberg had been dying to ask the question since he was told there was no body.
"I guess so but obviously you cant bury him" Connie thought about the question.
"We should have a memorial service or something like they do for soldiers who can't come back to be buried" Averman suggested.
"Yeah, great idea" Russ agreed.
The others agreed to the idea and Connie started making plans. Guy Germaine was going to be remembered for who he was, not what people thought he was.
Guy ran a hand through his freshly dyed black hair. As he scrutinised his appearance he decided Kev had done a pretty good job and had been thorough when he'd thought to include Guy's pale blond eyebrows in the whole dying process.
They'd received a few odd looks in the drug store when buying the stuff but Kev had just smiled at the assistant and informed him that 'his missus was a wannabe hairdresser and this was the cheapest stuff she could find'. The staff had decided this was a good enough excuse.
"Better than saying we're gay I guess" Kev laughed checking out his own new 'bald' hairdo.
Guy shuddered at the thought of being Kev's 'bitch' and studied his new driver's licence.
Guy Germaine had died and "JACK PHILLIPS" had been born.
"So Jack what's for dinner?" Kev who was now known as "STEVE WOOD" asked.
Guy/Jack ruffled through the supermarket bags of food they'd gotten with what little money they had.
"Easy Mac or tuna sandwiches" Guy announced not exactly happy with the outcome of his search.
"Spose it'll have to be the sandwiches, keep the Mac for a time where we're really out of food" Kev/Steve replied realising that they should eat the perishable items first.
Guy nodded.
Kev/Steve picked up the day's newspaper and flicked through it to see if there was any news on them. So far all the papers had reported was that there had been a riot at the prison and three men had escaped and two (Kev and Guy) had died in the bomb blast.
Kev found something quite interesting in the public notices section.
"Hey kid you're having a funeral" Kev told Guy who immediately ran to read the paper over Kev's shoulder.
"Where?" Guy asked Kev to show him.
"There, you're having a memorial, ain't that nice. My family wouldn't have given a crap" Kev laughed half-heartedly.
"That wont be by my family" Guy realised who would care enough to give him a memorial.
"No shit, that girl of yours then?" Kev asked.
"I'd bet everything I had on it" Guy smiled proud of his Connie.
"Wanna test out our new look?" Kev asked with a devilish grin.
"Are you serious?" Guy was scared and excited at the same time.
"Yeah why not if someone recognises us then we run, no biggie" Kev knew that no one was ever going to recognise Guy Germaine at his own memorial. The black haired boy that stood before him was a stark contrast to the blond haired boy he'd shared a jail cell with.
"Okay I want to go" Guy decided wondering what he'd say to Connie when he saw her. He was also curious to see who would go to his memorial and what they would say about him.
He couldn't wait until Friday