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"When isn’t he?" soh a series of unfortunate events--"

"Unfortunate?" Trevor said

"Alright Unpredictable," she corrected herself "I founda random act of crazy"

"Aw," the crowd said, collectively charmed by the unexpected ro," she added The crowd cheered

"Where’s Joe?" soet to that in a ed and choked up "And then Joe Ross cauys" A bunch of the groupies whistled "Simmer down Simmer down," she said "You can’t have them anymore, they’re mine now"

"They?" someone said

Darla shot Trevor a look

Trevor marched over and took over theher a pat on the ass as she ju for Darla"

"What about Joe?"

"Joe will be back--no worries," Trevor assured the?"

Instant explosion of frenzied cheers fro like this ere in high school, and as the first chords of the new song started up, I watched Sauy so in love with you that he would write you a song

Sam

Your Mama told you to watch out for me

Your God told you to walk away

Your Daddy said nothing, for he was gone

And you weren’t sure what to say

The night you foundand lost

Naked by the side of the road

My guitar shattered,you were told

And the chorus:

When a naked soul finds you

You don’t have a choice

You have to stop and pause

You can turn away and never look back

But it will yank you back, because

Random acts of crazy draw you in

Random acts of kindness draw you in

Random acts of love draw you in

I went into the zone, which wasn’t hard, all you had to do was stick me on a seat in front of a drum set and leave e I was good ords in a debate and on paper for a class But when I had so real to say--when someone looked me in the eye and expected the truth fro to Arale weekend with a Rosetta Stone DVD

We’d practiced the new song plenty of tih the zone; my mind stayed with Amy Amy’s skin had burned a brand into mine and I could feel the heat, the want, and I could feel her ‘yes’ Maybe that ‘yes’ hat it took to find the words, to write a song about soether fors that bottled up and created a pressure inside

Had Darla been Trevor’s revelation? Was there a moment when he touched her, when he looked at her, the first time they made love? I didn’t know No one had ever made me feel like that At least, not until this moment

Four and a half years of stupidity flowed over me I couldn’t look at Aet it back? Give it back to her?

Nor took over and all linear thought disappeared; I beca in the rooh, I couldn’t My hands were the same, the sticks were the same, all the music, the beats, the ed me

Amy’s acceptance of my kiss, h any truly consuain The only place where I would find that peace and that part of me was in Amy

Amy