CHAPTER NINETEENROSE
Johnny’s cover charge had gone up to fifteen dollars by Saturday night. The Divebomberz were the toast of the town. The crowds were standing room only, and there was a long line outside the front door. Local musicians and artists had come around on Thursday and Friday to make friends with the band and join the all-night, after-show parties on the roof of the Royal Royce Hotel. The air was crisp but not too cold for drinking whiskey and smoking pot and marveling at the lights of the city. Dawn was always a beautiful surprise to those left standing.
Jesse was not on the rooftop Sunday morning. He had gone home with Rose. The band saw it coming. He and Rose had gotten more and more friendly with each passing night. Butch and Dale tried to talk him out of it, but Jesse w
