Southern Rocker Chick by Ginger Voight

Author:Ginger Voight [Voight, Ginger]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 23212338
Publisher: Ivy Lane Media, LLC.
Published: 2014-11-20T16:00:00+00:00

Part Three: Jonah

Chapter Eleven

Two metal doors clanged open to a smoky, dirty alley. A burly, 230-pound bouncer had me in one hand and Cobie in the other. He threw my prized guitar out onto the stained pavement first, where it nearly cracked right in half.

“Hey, be careful, you asshole!”

He tossed me onto the pavement next, right in front of my Mama’s car. I glanced up to see her pursed lips. I grabbed Cobie by the neck and headed to the passenger side, peeking in the back seat where my beautiful baby boy, Cody, slept soundly in his car seat. He was never awake when Mama came to get me from whatever dive bar I happened to be playing at the time. My sleepy little guy would barely wake up as we headed to the single bed we often shared.

I’d forfeit sleep in the morning just so that I could play with him and spend time with him. That was our quality time. And it was worth more than anything in the world.

Mama waited until I had fastened the seatbelt. “So what happened this time, Lacy?”

I shrugged. “Management and I had a slight disagreement.”

She just nodded. This wasn’t anything new.

In fact, it had been par for the course since Cody was about six months old.

As predicted, both Gay and Tony Paul wanted nothing to do with me once they realized I had decided to have the baby. I felt likewise. I would have been perfectly content never to see either of them ever again, but the state of Texas had other ideas. In order to get social services, I needed to file for child support. The taxpayers of the state really didn’t care to support a child who had a rich daddy.

But Tony Paul didn’t care to add that particular title to his resume. As he warned me from the beginning, his focus was being a rock star, leaving him little time, or interest, in anything else. Needless to say, both Cody and I came dead last in his priorities.

And wouldn’t you know it? Ty Hollis had just acquired some tropical island resort, offering Tony Paul and his three brothers a permanent job there as the talent, right around the time Tony Paul received paperwork for child support. He was out of the country within the week and hadn’t bothered to come back since.

I knew from experience that Tony Paul was a dead-end road, one that would only bring poor Cody the heartache and disappointment that comes from being abandoned. I didn’t want him to feel the same way I had always felt, so I decided then and there we didn’t need Tony Paul or his money. He wasn’t a father; he was merely a sperm donor. We’d find a way to make it without him. I dropped social services altogether and went schlepping for any job I could find. Bartending, backup vocals; if I could earn money at it, I signed up to do it.

It always ended the same way.

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