It had been so nice to have the afternoon off yesterday. It felt like we had been run ragged for the last couple of weeks. Maybe now, we could get more accomplished, since we actually got a full nights sleep, which was something rare. We were in the studio practicing choreography earlier today and Nick had brought the recording of the solo that Andrew had written for him. It sounded pretty good. The current album was coming out next month and we were looking to start touring in the next 2 months. By then, there wouldn’t be any down time to spare.
Some times, being on tour got old. I mean, I love the fans and I love being on stage, but at times, it was just so mundane. Every night, it was the same routine, just a different city. When would it ever slow down, where we could have some down time away from each other, from the job, from everything? Would it be a year from now, or after the next album or when we finally couldn’t possibly go on anymore? I knew we wouldn’t be pushing ourselves to that extreme of a limit but, you know what I mean.
Too bad Brie isn’t here anymore, she somehow found a way for us to have some down time, even when it seemed like there was no time. She always seemed to understand us more than any of the other higher ups and whatever. Hell, she even tolerated us day in and day out, while we were out on tour. And, I know we can be a handful at times. That’s one thing I still don’t understand. Why in the world would she be fired? She’s such a great asset to what we are. And plus, shouldn’t it be our decision as to whether to fire her? Maybe we need to sit and have a talk about how this group is run. We should be the top dogs, right? Not someone else. Oh well, it was some thing to think about, and consider after this tour. Only this tour would be so different without her.
I got up from the couch and went to the frig for a bottle of water.
“Hey, Nate” I said as I was gulping down some of the water and seen him come in.
“Hey. What’s up?”
“Oh, nothin’ Just a bit exhausted from the new dance routine. “
“A bit more grueling this right around, uh?”
“Yeah. We wanted it to make it a bit more lively and entertaining. But, I think I’m might be getting a bit old..” giving him a old man’s impression voice.
“Right.. It’s all in the your head old man.. all in your head.” He laughed as he walked back out the door.
It made me laugh a little as I finished off the last of the water. I headed back into the den and grabbed my guitar. I laid back against the arm of the sofa and just started playing. A thought popped into my head and I reached over to grab my pencil and paper, when the whole stack fell to the floor.
“Err.. figures” I mumbled as I had to lay the guitar to the side and bend over to pick up the papers. As I was gathering them up, I noticed an envelope with my name on it.
“What’s this?” I wondered as I opened it up.
As I read the first line, I knew who it was from. I had forgotten all about it. I guess this is as good of time as any to finally read it. I put the papers back on the table and flopped back up against the back of the couch, propping my feet up and began to read.
Brian ~
Hey, goofball. You probably think I’ve pulled a Houdini on you. I promise, that’s not the case.
I was looking forward to hearing about your interesting ideas for the album, but hopefully,
you can talk it over with whoever takes my place. I’m sorry this is how I have to say goodbye.
I wouldn’t have had it this way but fate seems to have the upper hand. The time I have spent with you guys has been wonderful. I will never forget your wacky sense of humor. You always seemed to make me laugh, even when I was in the worst mood. Plus, you & Nick together, my gosh, I fear for the replacement. Hopefully, they can handle you two.
We have shared so many memories and some in particular, I will never forget. One in which,
when you tried to teach me how to golf. You got way too many laughs out of that. I admire you
for tackling that, it must have a been a job. I know I must have been so frustrating. Thank for you not making me fish the balls out of the pond. (even though you tried). Oh, I can’t forget about the time when we went to the zoo. I forget what city we were in, but it was memorable. I laugh whenever I think about it. You were acting so crazy, and driving the animals so wild, I thought they were going to throw us out. Although, I did get some cute pictures of you guys feeding the animals. Sometimes, I wonder if we can take you or Nick anywhere…. Ha ha..
On a more serious note, thank you for reintroducing prayer back into my daily life. We seem to lose what is most important as we carrying on with our busy lives. It has helped me a lot, when I just felt so overwhelmed and frustrated. I only hope that it will get me through this new obstacle. Just know that I will still be praying for all of you.
Most importantly, I can’t thank you enough for your friendship and all the opportunities you’ve given me. It’s been a blessing and I truly treasure it. I hate goodbyes and the longer I prolong it, the harder it is. So, I wish you the very best and maybe we will see each other again in the future.
With much love,
Brie
Ps: I left a stash of mac and cheese in the bottom right cabinet, just for you. Enjoy!
Her letter was touching and made my heart ache for her. She was just a sweet, fun, outgoing woman. When she brought up the golf and the zoo incident, I laughed out loud. I had forgotten about that. She was pretty bad at the golf thing, but I have to give her credit, she was determined to learn. The zoo, now that was a blast. I thought they were going to throw me out too. Thank God, they didn’t. The kids certainly loved it though. You can’t ever take the kid of me… I thought with a grin on my face. But, I still didn’t understand it all. Why fire her? Everything was going fine, as usual, expect for when I had my accident. I am beyond grateful for what she did for me. I may not have made it, if it hadn’t been for her. Did Johnny know about any of that? If he had, how could he have fired her? I can’t think of one thing that she could have done that would have made him feel the need to fire her. Thinking about this is kinda depressing.. I wasn’t in the mood to write anymore. I said a silent prayer for her, hoping that she would be alright. I got up, went upstairs and tossed the letter on my bunk, then went outside to see what all was going on.