Jack couldn't tell what she looked like but she reminded him of so much pain. He took a deep breath and started to sing. Not for the maids but for himself:

"Oh somewhere deep inside of these bones, an emptiness began to grow. There's something out there far from my home. A longing that I've never known..."

He stopped, walked to the edge of the stage and sat down. He started wiping the tears from his eyes. The maids continued to clean but the forth one could not take her eyes off the sad tall man. She hesitated but strolled over to the man on stage. "Excuse me," she said softly, "I can't help to wonder if you're okay."

His red eyes looked up to her. Her eyes so familiar. "Have we... have we met before?" he asked her.

She studied him for a moment then whispered, "Maybe..."

"Is your name..." he paused, "never mind."

"No please tell me," she urged.

He took a deep breath. "Is your name Sally?"

She hesitated.

"No, my name is Shier."

He sighed. He got to his feet and walked back toward the stage door.

"Wait!" she called but he didn't stop. He was glad it wasn't her. He wasn't ready, not yet. He opened the door to come face to face with the man who started it all.

"What were you doing out there boy?" he hissed.

"I was singing."

"Well sing in the bathroom and not on my stage ever again!"

"Yes sir."

"Now get your crap and get in the truck. Once we're there, sign in for us for a first class suite hotel room." Jack nodded and did as he was told. Once they had arrived at the Inn, Jack jumped out of the truck and went to the front desk.

Without looking up he asked for a suite hotel room.

"Yes sir. How many?" the voice asked.

"Three."

"Okay." It was a woman's voice. So beautiful, he thought. He looked up to see her face. She had crimson red hair matched with ruby red lips and smooth snow light skin. His eyes widened. She hadn't noticed him yet.

She took three keys and tore off the receipt from the machine. "Credit?" she asked.

"Yes..." he replied weakly. She typed something one the machine, tore another paper off it and handed it to Jack with a pen.

"Please sign here." she pointed. He grasped the pen and glanced at the paper. He wrote his name on it and slowly handed it to her. She carelessly grabbed the receipt and looked at the signature.

"No..." she breathed, "It can't be..."

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sorry it took me some time to update this story but from recent request I will finish it
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