“Can I tell you about Connor’s last day?”
A tight band worked around Josh’s chest. This was so intimate and frightening he wasn’t sure he should hear it but he couldn’t say no. “Of course.”
“Luckily we were able to keep most of it out of the news which wasn’t easy. They can be vultures.”
“He died on his birthday,” Brendan said, low and flat, hiding himself away from his own emotions. “He wanted Vince, Kiyomi and John to be at his party, such as it was in the hospital. The actors were happy to show up for this in costume. They talked and played with Connor. He had a ball. He cried a little, wishing their magic could make him feel better. Heather and I tried so hard not to lose it right then and there. Connor wanted a picture with all three of them. He kissed them on the cheek and climbed into my lap.
“He said, Daddy, this was the best birthday ever and I hope he really believed that. He kissed Heather and I then curled up against my shoulder and said, I love you, to us. He shut his eyes and Connor slipped away not more than five minutes later.”
Brendan’s voice broke, his chest heaving. Josh held him tighter. “I’m so sorry, Brendan.”
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