They performed two encores after the set was done—-they actually played “I Won’t Back Down.” When they finished, Emerson glowed with satisfaction. He could hardly believe he made it through the whole thing. The crowd applauded and he and Sean walked off stage. Once covered by the wall, Sean threw his arms around him.
“Em, that was perfect! Oh my God, you were incredible!”
“No, I messed up the third verse of ‘Flyin’ High.’ I can’t believe I did that.”
“It was fine. You did so, so amazing.”
Macie stood by, actually grinning. “You did do a great job, Emerson,” she said. “How do you feel?”
“I’m great. Tired, but great.” He couldn’t keep the smile off his face. The whole thing had only been about ninety minutes, but he felt as if he’d been running for hours. He was covered in sweat and he
