Smolder by Sam E. Kraemer

Author:Sam E. Kraemer [Kraemer, Sam E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kaye Klub Publishing
Published: 2024-11-03T00:00:00+00:00

Marshall walked back into the booth while my father and the rest of the members of From the Ashes were in the studio posing for pictures. I was sitting on the couch behind Casey—a nice guy—tweaking the playback to give to Marshall. He was going to hand-deliver it to Harmon Studio before the deadline.

I scooted over so Marshall could sit next to me. “What’s going on with you and my brother? He told me he’s not going to provide security during the tour. I’ve gotta find someone because if your father and the band take the stage with a recorded track and something happens, the crowds will devour them.” Marsh chuckled, and I joined him.

“Sandy has a lot on his mind. I think it was overwhelming having someone around all the time. No worries. I’ll stay here with Mom and Regal until we finish this.” I couldn’t throw the guy under the bus. At his core, Sandy was sweet. He was thoughtful. He was generous of spirit. After what had happened to him the previous year with getting arrested and then outed, I couldn’t blame him for being guarded.

“Well, I talked to him, and he said you should stay at his place while he’s gone. I figure by the time he comes back, you’ll be done with this, and you two won’t have to be in each other’s way. I really want you to give me a sample of that score, Skyler. It’s beautiful, and I think the studio deserves to hear it. It might help them decide to use the song, and that’s all we really want, right?” His expression seemed sincere, so I nodded.

“I’ll stay at Sandy’s if you’re sure he doesn’t mind. The piano is there, and I can record myself playing and send you the audio file. I have my laptop with me, and it has much better software to get a decent recording than I could get on my phone.”

Marshall reached into his pocket and handed me the house key. “The Yukon is outside. As soon as Casey sends me the files for the song, I’m in a Lyft and on the way to the airport.”

“Thanks, Marshall. I’ll be out before Sandy gets home on Friday.”

“Oh, uh, he’s staying a few more days. He’ll be back on Monday. He’s hanging out with some old football buddies next weekend.” That made sense. He probably did have friends still in the NFL.

I went to the house to grab the things I’d brought over that morning. I was thankful I didn’t have to share a room with River. His room was my old one, but now it looked like it had been ransacked and robbed, not that he’d ever find anything missing.

Mom was outside with the animals, but River was in his room with the speakers blaring. Obviously, my little brother was upset over what had happened earlier.

I knocked on River’s door. Nothing. I opened it and saw him face down on the bed, so I went inside, turning down the speaker from his phone on the table beside the bed.

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