This novel is a work of fiction and intended for mature readers.
It\'s actually Callie\'s, the young writer who sat in his chair one day..
This isn\'t even his story anymore.
He\'s done with life.
He\'s fine with that.
No one cares.
No one asks why.
They know he interrupts their breakfast with a cold blast of air as he hovers in the doorway, mustering the courage to confront a piece of furniture.
They know he\'s strange.
All they know is that he comes into their caf at the same time every morning and stares at the same chair at the same table.
They certainly don\'t know the rest of his tragic story.
They also don\'t know he\'s twenty-seven, that he used to have an infectious laugh, and that he\'s way too young to be widowed.
But nobody knows that either.
He was an iconic musician before he gave up music.
But nobody knows that.
His name is Luke.
Events and persons depicted are of a fictional nature and use language, make choices, and face situations inappropriate for younger readers.
This novel is a work of fiction and intended for mature readers
