Page 98 of Lost Lyrics

“You know I am. I love being on stage.”

“And you’re so good at it.”

“Don’t make his head swell any further, Sutt.” Slip clipped me on the back of the skull. “His ego is big enough.”

“Don’t listen to him.” Laughing, I drew everyone into a circle. The energy in the air was still electric after our show. “What an epic start to the tour. The crowd was incredible. Wedidn’t have any major fuckups.” My transmitter had failed but was fine after a quick swap. Slip had tripped on a cord. Cole had snapped a stick. Lewis had broken a string. Some stage lighting hadn’t worked. But otherwise, it had gone off without a hitch. “You guys rocked. Let’s grab a drink and celebrate...just not too hard, so we can do this all again tomorrow.” And again and again over the long months ahead.

“Let’s party!” the guys cheered and clapped.

Our wives laughed and hugged us.

With my arm draped around Sutton’s shoulders, I absorbed the love in the room.

I couldn’t wait to watch my baby grow inside my wife’s belly. I couldn’t wait to hit the road and perform every night. I couldn’t wait to become a father.

I planned to play music for the rest of my life. I was here because I had incredible friends ...and Phil had been a part of our lives.

We’d never forget him.

I promised to live every day to the fullest, surrounded by those I loved...with these people.

This was my family.

This was true friendship.

This was love and happiness.

We were The Flintlocks.

We’d be together for life.

We were on tour.

We’d rock on forever . . .

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