Daniel usually always scheduled his tour to give an extra day in between concerts for travel—none of this rock star stuff of traveling all night after a gig to make it to the next location and then do it all over again the following night.Our luggage was packed and ready to go in the main salon of the suite. The flight was via a private jet, courtesy of the record label.Daniel was on his cell phone discussing business, walking through the suite as he talked. I, on the other hand, went from sitting down, waiting patiently for our luggage to be picked up, to pacing the suite. I would check my phone from time to time, just looking to see if I'd missed a call from my mother or someone else in the family. Perhaps Amadeus? But there was nothing.I had given permission to Daniel's people to give my number out to them, but still nothing. Total silence. It made me uneasy and Daniel picked up on it."Mary, settle. They have a copy of my itinerary. They know where we'll be for the whole month."Daniel continued calling me Mary, his personal spot in my wild world.
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