“Hey, babe. Sorry I ignored you when I came in tonight.” Travis came out in a robe and pulled up a chair next to Geoff.
“No problem. You looked like you had a lot on your mind, and I didn’t want to disturb you,” Geoff said.
“It was a long day. Rehearsals ran longer than expected, and then the meeting dragged on forever, but at least some good news came out of it.”
“What’s the good news? I could use some.” Geoff took Travis’s hand and felt answering pressure. Geoff silently hoped he would say something about his uncle, so he waited.
“On the financial side, my new song is still a number-one seller across the board, and I came up with a great idea for the honeymoon. A transatlantic crossing to Europe, spend a few weeks bumming around there, and then sailing back.” Travis was beaming, but
