“Hey,” I said, getting up to greet her. “Is everything okay?” “Yeah, sure. I just thought I’d ride down with you today. Is that cool?” “Of course. Don’t the guys need you?” She shook her head and fidgeted with her ponytail. “Not today. They’re all…it doesn’t matter. I just need a little break from them.” She was trying to be casual, but I could tell she was upset. “Come in the back with me. Janine is doing yoga or something, but we can talk.” “Okay. It’s not a big deal.” “I know. But these idiots are in the middle of a horrible cartoon marathon.” I gestured at the members of my backing band, lounging around the space. “Trust me; you don’t want to be in the middle of it. Fred does all the voices – terribly.” She smiled and followed me into the back. My bus was the smallest, but the nicest, I thought.
