Chapter 14Break a leg, Renny!
There was a huge piece of yellow poster board affixed to the band room door. On it, Gail had written those words quite large in blue glitter paint, and around them, many of my bandmates, classmates, teachers, and some fellow Springfield High West students and faculty I didn’t even know by name had signed theirs with a brief individual message.
Another Saturday, already past mid-September, I stood there looking for one name in particular.
Three weeks earlier, I’d sent Waz off to battle the Wizards and he’d sent me off to battle my nerves.
“I wish you could come to the game, and I could come with you.” We’d driven together up to the high school. Waz wanted to.
“Since Gail and I are taking the train to Philly, it would just make more sense if we left right f
