chapter fifteen
WILL
Sitting beside Charlie last week was a huge first step. I’m still shaky. I still feel nauseous, but I’ve been sitting next to her for as long as I can stand it and that time lengthens the more I practice.
When I’m not trying to get used to her presence, I’m practicing for our many gigs.
Ticket sales were originally slow since we’re a little-known band from a little known country in the Caribbean.
As the first month of our tour rolled by, however, we played sold-out venues with thousands of reggae lovers bobbing their heads to our sound.
They all enthusiastically embraced our new bass guitarist and she deserved the attention.
Morgan was doing great. Her apprehension during her first performance was quickly overcome by her excitement and now I can’t imagine the ba
