Gerry sat in the back of the sedan, staring intently through the passenger side window. His interest was a ruse, though. Just an effort to quiet the chatter from the driver, who must have thought Gerry could use a little bit of conversation. The exchange had started with a simple tap on the driver’s clipboard. “So, you’re on your way to the Devon concert, are you?”
The driver had been given a nod and a half-smile in reply.
“My wife is so in love with that guy,” the driver had chuckled. “She’d probably kill to be in your spot right now.”
“He does seem to attract a crowd,” Gerry had said.
“Sure does.” The driver had turned in his seat so he could eye Gerry directly. “You new to the fandom? Or were you one of them Star Babies back in the day?” “I was something.” Gerry had kept his tone fr
