Seerat
Another day, another box crossed out in bright red ink on my sixty-day calendar.
Since sound check wasn’t until six o’clock, Luke, Alfred, and Baron aka Barry decided to go on a cruise before the show. Barry didn’t feel too hot about leaving Asher alone with me for hours. In fact, he’d packed two chargers and his backup BlackBerry just in case, promising the rock star he would be available for him throughout the day.
It was only after Luke and Alfred talked to him privately in the corner of the presidential suite, exchanging hushed profanities, that he’d caved. Eventually, he unglued himself from his client and left, but not before giving me a babysitting list a two-day-old celiac baby wouldn’t even need.
Asher had said he wanted to stay at the hotel and write. But really, all
