“Your daughter is the best!” Peter gave Emma a shoulder-squeeze hug. Emma couldn’t help but squirm a little under the attention. He, Gabriel, and she had walked into the house just as her mother was setting the silverware on the table for supper. At that point there had been no food in evidence. Just the place settings.
A frisson of tension had Emma poking at her face like she needed to adjust her mask even though she wasn’t wearing one. She knew she didn’t really need to worry. Even if she didn’t nail it this time, either, she could still try again. And it wasn’t the audience either with only the guys in the band, a blind sound board operator, and a couple of guys crashing at her house to see her. Maybe it was the song. […]
“Do you sometimes get the feeling our luck is a bit too good,” Emma said. “Yeah. All the worst stuff we do to ourselves.” Justin looked morose. But that was to be expected. She felt sorry for him. Even if he didn’t say much about it, she could tell he felt responsible for Kate leaving the band, even though Kate hadn’t really said anything official. She just never showed up or answered anyone’s calls or hung out with them at […]
“Wow. They’re good.” Peter couldn’t help but marvel. He’d watched these kids, just barely old enough to be in high school, filter into the studio like it was their second home, much the way they seemed to run tame all over town. Right up until the minute their picked up instruments they were joking and horsing around like any other teenagers. Then bam! They were in the thick of it. Every instrument right on tempo with a complicated kind of […]
“Hey. You guys busy?” Bruce wouldn’t normally bother asking, but these old dudes staying at Emma’s house looked alright. Besides, the way Emma’s mouth was working, she wanted to say it but couldn’t. Also, besides, the band had just run off some dumb jock who might come back with friends to do a little gay bashing. It would be better if the old dudes got off State Street ASAP. “We were just on our way to our record recording studio,” […]
“Ooooh, hot!” Gabe spun in a circle as a good looking couple passed them on State Street. Pete liked State Street. He liked the crowds, and the fact the only motor traffic allowed was the occasional bus. He liked the diversity of faces and fashion choices. He did not much care for the way his true love was ogling some other man. He slapped Gabe across the chest with a backhand.
“So, why are you really here?” Sophie gave Pete and Gabe a couple of days to come clean. When all they did was camp out in her son’s old room and look like they were trying too hard to stay positive, she laid it on the line. “You aren’t really crashing with us as a form of vacation. Right? Why are you here?”
Justin didn’t really care about the copyrights issues, or even the second music video. He would gladly do whatever the rest wanted to do. It looked like Lisa was determined to make a spoof of their advertisements. He thought that might backfire, but again. It wasn’t really on his mind. What was on his mind was Kate.
“Miranda! Just who we need.” Tracy jumped up and came rushing toward Miranda as she stepped into the kitchen. The place as loaded to the gills with kids. In fact, all the usual suspects from the band to Ben and Lisa were there. Something about the expectant way they looked on made Miranda feel that this sudden rush was an ambush. “Well, it’s nice to be needed,” she said a bit dryly. They probably wouldn’t notice anyway.
Suzie glanced out the front window about half an hour after she and the rest had come back from their picnic in the quary to find her favorite kids all milling around on the sidewalk in front of the house, casting looks of yearning and frustration. She immediately went to the front door and opened it wide.
Kate and her besties, Katy and Alisha, sat on the plush carpet of her bedroom with poker cards in their hands and fits of giggles that wouldn’t stay down. “We’re so baaaad!” Alisha bumped shoulders with Kate and unleashed another torrent of giggles. “I know! Right? We’re the worst!” Katy smirked as she threw down a card. “hit me.” “Hit me? Isn’t that what you say in, like, Pinochle? That’s not as daring as Poker.” Alisha capitalized her words with […]
As Bruce stepped into his house, his fathers pride and joy – a tower of empty beer cans – crashed to the floor. One of the cans even shot out of the living room to the little entry hall where he and his band mates stood. He couldn’t have been any more mortified.
They heard it before they got there. Some crazy jam session was going on with a lot more than just a drum or two and some guitars and maybe a didgeridoo. Though muffled by walls, it made his fingers twitch. Bruce had never been to Justin’s place before. Until Tracy walked up to the door, he had more than half hoped it was just some stranger’s house. If it didn’t belong to Justin, then Bruce didn’t have to envy the […]
“Wait. Just. One. Minute.” Pete glowered at her. “Are you assuming that either of us has ever had intimate relations with your husband? Just become we are gay does NOT mean we are loose! Either one of us.” “Speak for yourself,” Gabe muttered. But then he ruined the sarcasm with a gentle smile directed at Emma’s mother. “Honey, we love your husband dearly, but not like that. Alright?”
Sophie was half tempted to step out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. Though it wasn’t as muggy lately as it had been over Summer, she still would have liked to dry off a bit more before getting dressed. But she could hear voices from the living room. Probably, Emma’s friends had come over. Though it was nice to see that her shy, awkward daughter had friends, it was a bit of a pain entertaining them all the […]