In 1994 Kurt Cobain faked his own suicide. 22 years later he’s ending his self-imposed exile.
This is part 7 of an ongoing serial fiction. Part 1 can be found here.
I don’t know Dave Grohl very well, or at all really, but he doesn’t strike me as someone who is often left speechless. But with the long-dead Kurt Cobain, either alive or (for all Dave knows) in ghost form here in front of us, he is exactly that, speechless.
Dave’s bottle of Heineken hits the thinly carpeted floor with a thump. “What… the… fuck…” he says.