Twenty-Five
Jacob
I followed behind my mom’s car in my Jeep, as she followed behind Connor and Blake, who were leading us to the restaurant.
I was happy to have a few moments to myself.
I was always amped after a set, but this time there was an underlying sense of melancholy and excitement. A weird combo to be sure.
I’d known I’d be nervous singing in front of my mom the first time, but I hadn’t expected it to be so emotional. Seeing her there, crying at my words … really feeling my message had been powerful, and my hands had shaken as I played my guitar.
We pulled into the parking lot of a twenty-four-hour place and I took my time getting out, my eyes on Connor as he hurried to open the car door for my mom.
I wasn’t sure how I felt about the way I’d seen him looking at her.
Sure,
