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“You’re doing what?”
I crossed my arms and stared at Grant in disbelief. I’d only been back from spring break a total of three hours. It had been a great vacation. I was glad I had let Grant convince me to go even if that meant he would be here to deal with the band and his dad by himself. Luckily no sign of his father while I had been gone, but there was a major development with the band.
“Going on tour,” Grant repeated.
“Already? I mean…doesn’t that seem…I don’t know, crazy?”
“Definitely crazy.” He picked me up around the middle and swung me around in a circle. “Ari, ContraBand is going on a real tour. We’re going to be playing multiple shows a week, making money off of our music, promoting Life Raft and the upcoming album.”
“The album you haven’t even recorded yet,” I r
