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Chapter One

Adam

The Beginning

So this is how , randorinds to a halt because of one girl A girl I haven’t even laid hands on A girl I haven’t heard speak A girl whose green eyes—they h to light up the whole damn bar

“You all right, man?” Ian Turner, my drummer, asks as he muscles by me with a snare in one hand and his throne—aka the stool—in the other

I wipe a hand across“I’m fine Why?”

“You look like someone hit you with a baseball bat,” Ian explains

That sounds about right

“Just happy with hoe played,” I improvise, not entirely ready to admit to my downfall

He buys it A huge grin spreads across his face “We killed it tonight”

We did, indeed After only ait I hoist the bass druesture for hie for the next band

Part ofor ten, but one ofiven the band’s infamous collection of underwear collected over the years on tour) and they’ll be hungry to see you again