Chapter 3
Chad felt better again after a shower. At least he was clean and groomed again.
He was going to have to find out about Mark’s burial. He got the distinct impression from talking to Mark’s father the man expected him to make the arrangements. But for now the coroner had his body.
He sat for a while on the end of his bed dressed in only a terry cloth robe trying to calm down. He’d been given relaxation exercises to do by his therapists and most of the time he thought of them as pretty useless. Seeing his lover’s bloody body made him decide to try them.
The nightmares never really went away altogether. Chad suspected just mentioning the band accident might cause his subconscious to f**k with him that night.
He dreamed often of the accident. Chad dreamed of blood-covered Louis,
