Soon life began to settle down and Ned and I could look at each other without thinking of Celestin

Soon life began to settle down and Ned and I could look at each other without thinking of Celestin. We were ready to move on with our lives. The Phillips returned for another visit, it had been almost a year from the last one. And they were at the same level of success since signing with Evelyn. In one way I was sad that their careers hadn't taken off, in another happy because Evelyn didn't have a star. According to Rick she wasn't doing anything and when she did things got screwed up. They would have fired her but they signed a contact and didn't expire for another two months. I was thrilled when they asked if I would become their new manager when the two months end.

Oh my God was Evelyn pissed! She thought I had told Rick and Molly terrible rumors and lies about her. That I ambushed her good (now that's funny) name. The fact she was a bad manager never crossed her mind. Evelyn was pissed at such a level that she was making threats. At first I ignored them, deciding just to let her vent. Than they got more serious and frequent and I must admit I became scared. I mean how would you feel if you walked down the kitchen in the morning and saw your picture stuck to the wall with a knife? The police at this point were called in. After a lot of back and forth talking with them, we got a restraining order put on her. And she disappeared. Actually she moved, but I didn't care all I knew was she was gone.

I was right Rick and Molly were big. Along with their friend John, the success and money came pouring in. They were over night sensations it seemed, yeah that was a really long night in everyone's eyes. That's when the fun of being a manager began, booking tours, hiring/firing people, handling the money, oh I loved it! And I must say I was pretty good at it. I loved to see the reactions from people when I tell them I manage the Phillips-Kane band. Many acts tired to get me to manage them as well based on the success of PK. I declined on all of them; I felt just one was enough for me.

Five years after the loss of Celestin our second son was born, and God allowed us to keep him. He was given the name Carey Holden Bell, which means From the castle, Gracious. I think as Heaven as a castle and God graciously gave him to us. I decided at this point to pull back from my manager duties and do the whole stay at home thing. Life was good. Ned and I were getting along great. The baby was one of those perfect children you hear about, but doubt really exists. PK were selling records after record, sell out tours, and a few Grammy's. What was there to complain about?