Consider a Jack that played piano and who, in another life, would have gone to Juilliard instead of the draft. A Jack that gave up after school music lessons for extra ice time. A Jack who stopped playing long before the overdose and never started again.
Now imagine Bob and Alicia the first time Jack brings Eric home. When Jack is dragging his boyfriend around the house, stops in front of the baby grand he hasn’t touched in a decade, and asks, “Do you want to hear me play? I used to be pretty good.”