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“A few weeks.”
“I miss you already, Dad.”
“I miss you too, bud. You be good for Nana, okay? And Paige.”
“I will. Where’s Holls? Can I meet him?” he shouted.
Oh jeez. My son was eight going on eighteen.
Jaxon loved all kinds of music and when I explained to him that I worked for a band, for Wayward Lane, he was beyond excited. He asked to meet all the guys in the band, but Iain in particular. And yes, I only let him listen to the PG songs, which weren’t too many.
Jaxon was learning to play the piano and was now hounding me for guitar lessons. Guitar lessons and a cat. We were going to have one noisy house in short order.
I held off on introducing Jaxon to the band, though, since I didn’t want to use my position to hold a family tour.
Keeping that line in place.
But Jaxon was persistent. He got that from me.
“Uh, he’s talking to his friends right now, Jax.”
“No, I’m not.”
Iain plopped down on the empty seat next to me and waved at my phone. “Hey, Jaxon! Nice to finally meet you.”
“Nana, look, it’s Iain Holloway! He’s my favorite musician!”
My face began to heat, and I caught Iain’s amused expression.
“Really? Well, you gotta drop by the studio next time. We can give you a tour and jam. Do you play any instruments?”
What was happening right now? My heart began to pound so hard and fast that I was lightheaded. My mouth was dry, too.
Damn circulated air.
“Piano, but I want to learn the guitar next,” Jax explained.
Iain nodded. “Cool. I started out playing piano, too.”
“Dad, when you get back home, can you take me to the studio?”
“We’ll talk about it. Now it’s time for you to finish your story with Nana and go to sleep.”
“It was nice to meet you, Jaxon,” Iain replied with a wave.
“You too. I’m gonna tell all my friends at school tomorrow!” Jaxon shouted, and despite the lower volume, his voice carried.
The chuckles of my colleagues seated nearby echoed in the cabin.
All it took was one phone call and my personal-professional boundary was gone.
“Good night, bud. I love you.”
“Love you too, Dad.”
“Put Nana on, please.”
The screen went blank until my mom came into view. Her red hair was now white but just as long and thick as it was when she was young.
