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Starsky paused at the top of the staircase, grasped the railing, and choked back a sob. He could not smell coffee brewing, and it overwhelmed him. He could not remember a time when Hutch had not had a cup of coffee waiting for him in the kitchen.
He turned, walked back to their bedroom, fell into bed and pulled the covers over his head. It was easier than facing the empty rooms below.
He knew it would never be the same again. He didn’t know how he had any tears left, but they came all the same, and with abandon.
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David Soul
1943 – 2024
Thank you for giving us Hutch.
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