Grief.
I'd felt it back then by the bucket load, and right now I was right back there, seeing Patrick's face fall, and even before he opened his mouth to speak I knew what he was about to say. Funny how memories from so long ago can be so vivid, when you're back in a certain place.
Funny, how sometimes in life, you just know bad news is about to hit. Like I knew from looking at Paddy.
And it isn't psychic ability or some supernatural force. It's because we were all connected, and the fabric of our connection had been torn. We all felt it.
Sonny was dead.
And it was so final. That's what surprised me. I mean of course death is, by essence it is the end, but I didn't expect the finality. Never seeing him again. Never sitting in our hotel room till four am making the songs that the fans
