Chapter 9
The band broke after the first 90 minutes for lunch. Eleanor nibbled at a morose tuna sandwich, seated now in an archipelago of abandoned chairs. The rest of the band ate in and around the stage.
The shaggy guy and Stopp had found several trap doors in the floor. The shaggy guy was standing in one, eating lasagna out of a tupperware bowl, and he was still visible from the waist up. Stopp had disappeared somewhere down below. Sly had his eyes closed and looked asleep, leaned up against the podium with his yellow pad of paper and flask clutched in his hands. Brick was standing by Todd and Proinsias, flipping through a thick day planner full of post-its and flyers. “Man this is one shitty field trip…” he muttered.
A mumbled assent rose from the group.
Brick closed the planner an
