Chapter Eleven
Purchasing Power
Sindee killed it last night. It was as good a show as she has given. Smiles were back on faces and groupies were back in the hotel. The All Stars were brilliant too; a seamless transition of bassists. Tonight Thunderhed rejoin the tour and it is bigger venues and festivals from here on in. My friend’s good mood continues this morning. She impertinently squeezes my backside three times in quick succession and has me slapping her hands away.
“You aren’t going to rush into things, are you?” I say.
She doesn’t for one second think I mean things between me and her.
“He’s a married man,” she replies, but her face tells me this doesn’t count for damn-diddly.
I wonder how Cas is going to play this. Now the coast is clear his bluff might be called, but this is
