Nineteen
Jacob
I finished wiping down the last of the tables in the coffee shop and headed toward the back to get the broom.
My shift had gone by pretty fast. There’d been a guy on stage tonight, Derek Chase, and he’d been really good. Singer-songwriter type with a cool vibe and amazing voice. I’d found myself getting caught up in his performance a few times when I was supposed to be bussing tables, but I couldn’t help it.
He was doing the kind of music I wanted to do.
Afterwards, Summit had introduced us and told Derek I had real potential. When Derek said we should jam sometime, I couldn’t believe my good luck. That was exactly what I’d been hoping for when I got the job. The chance to meet other artists and start to take my music seriously.
I was still riding that high when I fini
