A Time to Move On by Karolyn James

A Time to Move On by Karolyn James

Author:Karolyn James [James, Karolyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Family Saga, Romance, Contemporary, Sagas
Amazon: B00QJGF9T6
Published: 2014-12-02T00:00:00+00:00


*

Luke got out of the limo at the last second. He turned and looked at the remaining three members of Fallen Tuesday.

“I have to talk to him,” he told them.

“You want us there?” Jake asked.

“No,” Luke said. “The way he’s feeling… and that song…”

“Go,” Gray said. “Hurry.”

Luke turned and closed the door. He made a fist and bumped the roof of the limo. The vehicle started to move away as Mack opened the front door to his house. Luke ran up to the house and let out a whistle.

When Mack looked back, he looked to the road and his lip curled.

“Sorry,” Luke said. “Lost my ride. Can I come in?”

“What the hell are you doing right now?” Mack asked.

“Trying to talk to the greatest drummer I’ve ever known.”

“We just spent how many hours in a limo together? I’m done with the day.”

Luke hurried up to the house and went inside behind Mack. “Mack, I’m not done just yet. We have to talk about things.”

Mack was in the kitchen. He opened the fridge and grabbed a beer. He grabbed a second and held it out for Luke. Luke took it even though he had no intention of drinking much. This was part business and part trying to be a good friend and brother to Mack.

“I don’t want to hold back with you,” Luke said.

“Then don’t.”

“I don’t want you to get pissed off at me or the rest of the band.”

“Then hold back,” Mack said.

He started to walk and Luke blocked the way. Mack froze for a second and then looked at Luke. He shook his head.

“I can knock you over,” Mack said.

“Try it then.”

“Luke, what do you want?”

“More of that music. You have other songs like that one from the limo?”

“Christ, that’s what this is about?”

“Yes.”

“I told you already, I wrote a bunch of songs. Most of them are complete garbage. Just me trying to figure out how to change chords.”

“What about the lyrics?”

“What about? They’re about her. To keep her memory alive.”

“That’s where some of the best stuff comes from,” Luke said, touching his chest. “Right from the heart. From the pain. Man, you grew up on your own. From the day I met you, you were on your own. Hell, I thought you were the coolest kid ever. Walking around with dirty clothes and a bag on your back. Never knowing or caring what would happen next in life. You inspired all of us.”

“Good to know,” Mack said.

“But I never really asked what it felt like to live that way.”

Mack drank his beer. He retreated to the kitchen table and sat down. “You want to know what it was like? To be there in the dark every night and wonder what my parents were doing. Wondering what I could have done so wrong to have them not want to be near me. To wonder if the stories I heard were true… that they had problems. They were lost. They were in rehab. Or… that they were dead. There was one time when all that didn’t matter…”

Luke saw the pain in Mack’s eyes.



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