Chapter 6

How unfair was life to find the man of your dreams only to die and never see him again? Five years without Robbie. Aaron wondered how his lover was doing. If he’d found someone new. Was he happy? Aaron hoped so.

“He was your boyfriend when you died, wasn’t he?” Curtis asked softly.

“Yeah. He was all I ever wanted.”

“Was he with you when it happened? Do you remember?”

Aaron tried to think. Tried to remember. Robbie. Had he been there? If he had been, had he been hurt, too? “I don’t remember.”

“How did you die? Do you know that?”

Aaron stood and turned his back to Curtis. He knew what Curtis would see. His back covered in blood. He’d been shot in the back between the shoulder blades.3

A lump formed in Curtis’s throat as he stared at the mass of partially dried blood covering Aaron’s back. Tears sprung to his eyes. It was all so much to take in. To see. Was he truly mad and imagining Aaron here?