Chapter Thirty
Mike
Damn my brother for moving to L.A.
Alright, I’m an i***t.
She was wrong, I did love her, but I got wrapped up in stupid s**t until I couldn’t see straight and be the man she deserved. Now I was on the receiving end of being ignored. After hitting redial repeatedly that night, she blocked my number.
Couldn’t blame her. I f****d up.
Damn my brother for getting in Aaron’s head.
Bob had tried to get the kid to go to rehab after the scene July 4th, but our drummer was twenty-six. Couldn’t force him. Jake was quietly shopping for a temporary replacement to finish the album. We could only fill in so far.
Not that I was doing my best work right now.
“What’s with the black cloud, Mikey?”
Beth hit Jake’s arm and shushed him. She’d taken one look at me at the door and mu
