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Only I know it’s not going to be as easy as that My life outside of singing is a oing to do all I can to hold onto that

The party is in full se arrive I i here in a social situation with them where I’m not the crazy fan I’lance around and spot him over by the bar I chuckle Where else would he be? I don’t see the other guys, but I know they can’t be too far away

I tell Lyndall where I’m headed and thenthe glass of whiskey on ice as he shoves it into e from my shirt

“Had a few already?” I chuckle

He laughs and denies it, but his glassy eyes tell ht

“Dude, how fucking crazy is this shit?” he says, looking around in awe “That’s fucking Michael Ramden over there”

I turn and see that it is, in fact, Michael, star of one of the biggest TV comedies of the moment

“Can I steal you away for a moment?”

I turn and see Lyndall s at me Max raises his eyebrows and I shake my head She’s here to support and help all of us, and while I’les uys think about that

I look at Max again and see his attention is no longer on h Gemma

“Sure, no proble to notice my departure

We walk over to the door that leads to the inside of the house—or e this place is Even ray and neutral tones of the place look fantastic against the modern, top-of-the-line furniture Everywhere I look is black leather and silver

“Saxon, this is one of the producers for ACL records, Tinton Reed”

I snap my attention back to Lyndall and the tall, thinwith

“Hey,” I say I put out my hand, which he shakes I’uy fro for EML “It’s, uh, nice to meet you”