Shot Across the River Styx

I met Nick when I was thirteen. We became fast friends. Nick shot himself when he was twenty-two. Nick's parents attended my wedding ten years later. They were in such pain. I guess I was too. Nick often came to me in my dreams after his suicide. So I decided I would travel to him. This book is the story of my journey into the afterlife, that space between spaces. This is a funeral ceremony for my friend Nick.