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“I do too,” Pop agrees.
“There’s just one problem. The stage and the electrical system out at the festival grounds are being revamped. We’ve already torn down the existing platform. The project isn’t scheduled to be complete until the end of the year,” Graham informs us.
Shit.
“Is there another venue close by that can be used?” I ask.
“What about at the ski lodge?” Mom asks Langford.
He shakes his head. “Even if I could get a space ready, there isn’t any viable parking up there.”
“Besides, I’d need the proper sound equipment for a concert,” I tell them.
“What about Nashville or Knoxville?” Weston asks.
“It would be better if we could do it here, where they live and where people know them.” I look to Graham. “Is there any way we can get that stage and wiring done in the next two weeks?” I ask.
He leans back and blows out a breath. “My guys are booked solid. I could hire a couple of extra crew members, but two weeks? I don’t even know if the raw materials would come in that quick.”
“You could use what I have up at the lodge,” Langford offers.
“Really?” Graham asks.
“Of course. I’m sure anything you need is up there. Pushing back a project or two isn’t going to be that big of a deal for me.”
All of our eyes go to Graham.
“Are you five willing to help?” he asks.
“Six,” Pop interjects.
I look around at my brothers, and they all nod.
“All right, we can try. Let’s get on it first thing Monday morning,” he agrees.
“And I’ll get the ladies assembled. We’ll get the word out around town and have flyers made, and we’ll sell tickets at the office. Oh, and we can do a bake sale and a raffle,” Mom adds.
Pop reaches over and squeezes my neck. It’s his way of saying he’s proud.
Mom stands.
“Are you fellas up for lasagna for dinner?” she asks.
She knows her lasagna is my favorite.
“I can’t tonight, Mom. I have a date,” I inform her.
“A date? With who?” Morris asks.
“Ansley.”
He laughs. “Picking up where you left off, brother?”
“Where we left off, we weren’t speaking,” I inform him.
“Oh, right. Now, she’s cursing you,” he says.
“Yep. Improvement.”
“You’d better wear a cup,” he suggests.
That’s not a bad idea.
