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John Egan: most "going through it" guy of all time

“Who knew a fella like you could clean up so nicely,” Gale says, voice low. Bucky shivers, grin all wobbly. “Shucks. You’d put a dress on a sack and call it a beauty, Buck. We both know that’s the kinda girl you are.” “No,” she answers. “But I’ll put you in my underwear.”

He’s six fingers of whiskey deep in Marjorie Spencer-Cleven’s kitchen when John starts to itch. It’s nothing new, this, and Bucky knows it as well as he knows flying and baseball and the back of his hands. Ever since he was a kid, Johnny Egan’s had a tendency towards this– a long-scraping itch right across the walls of his busted-up brain when things get too good, too right, begging him to start chewing it all up into pulp. – or: Bucky arrives at the Spencer-Cleven's a week before the wedding to give Gale away in more ways than one.