Chapter 30: Fame and Fortune?
“Hello, Sam.” Nash didn’t sound annoyed, precisely, but perhaps a little weary.
“I hope I’m not bothering you. I wanted to check up on you again, make sure you’re doing okay.”
Sam heard Nash’s sigh through the phone connection. “I’m fine. Really. You don’t need to keep calling.”
“You don’t sound fine.”
“Well, it’s been only a week since I moved out. Less than two weeks since my dreams were pretty much shattered.”
“Nash…”
“It’s okay, Sam. Seriously, I’m not bitter, that lasted only a day. I can’t even muster up a good healthy hate-on for you or Henry.”
“I’m sorry I handled things so poorly.”
Sam heard Nash breathing in the silence before he spoke again. “I always knew you loved me, but I’d heard all the stories about how torn up you were when that plan
