Chapter 19This week feels like I"m living a roller coaster—or a series of them, one after the other, without time to get off in between. It"s after midnight when I round the house, guitar in tow, headed for Eddie"s converted tour bus. I spend a lot of time in here with Eddie, but it"s different on my own. I"m surrounded by memories, by history, but tonight when I take a seat on the couch, it"s just me and the incredible instrument under my hands. Is there any part of my life Emily doesn"t touch anymore? I play song after song, and while I play, I think. About me, about her, about the future. I want to make something of myself. Maybe more than a session musician. Eddie has fame and obligations, but he also has a lot of positive impact. He employed dozens of people, inspired millions, by doi
