7 Chapter 7

I kept on going, pitching in with highs and lows, taking the lead sometimes and then coming in under him. We made a good team, and where before there wasn’t a crowd, it seemed like everyone was now in front of the stage, cheering us on.

I could see the managers who always got on my case looking astonished at the edge of the crowd. I didn’tcare. The song would be over soon, and I could leave and get on with my Saturday. I hoped it wouldn’t cause me any problems at work next week.

The audience cheered when we were done, then I beat a hasty retreat, practically running to my truck since it was noon.

“Ed! Wait up, man!” It was Titus, and I really didn’t want to talk to him right now. I reached my truck seconds later, unlocked the door, and hopped in. But before I could even close the door, Titus grabbed it. “What’s your hurry, buddy?”

“It’s past midday. I’ve got a previous engagement.” I tried to close the door but he wouldn’t let me.