"Out on the road today I saw a Black Flag sticker on a Cadillac. A little voice in my head said "Don't look back. You can never look back,"
There were at least twenty bands that had turned out to the show. Some were kinda big in the Sacramento area. Louis stood in the wings of the stage with a drumstick in each hand frozen solid.
"There's no way I can do this," he said, his knees starting to shake.
"Louis, after all the stuff that you've done plus the hard work that we've put in for this gig, you know it. Just blank out the people and do your thing," Tawny said and placed a hand on his shoulder.
They all looked a little nervous. This was by far the largest crowd they'd ever had to face.
"I want to think everyone for coming out one more time," the host said, "Right now; I want to introduce a little band that I've heard is very excellent. Please join me in welcoming The Twitty-Stevens Connection,"
The crowd cheered as the three came onto the stage and took their spots. Twitty looked for Randy and found her to the side looking like she came straight out of a Rolling Stone Magazine. She smiled that sideways smile and waved at him.
The band started playing through the intro. Twitty's face was solemn as the hair spilled in his face. He whipped it away and placed on hand on the microphone.
"This one's for Randy," he said with a smile. Randy's jaw dropped. No one had ever written anything for her. In her mind she was thinking that if she were to die that very moment, it would be where she'd die happy. She was usually the one pouring her emotions into songs for others. This made her start to break.
The band played on. The crowd loved them. They were clapping in time and really getting with it. Twitty would have sworn that he almost started crying when he saw a guy starting to crowd surf. He finally felt accomplished.
Elsewhere, Randy was in hysterics.
"I can't do this Jordan," she screamed, "I can't leave him. I love him so much. Why are they doing this to me?!"
She hit at her brother. He grabbed her around her shoulders and she fought with him, kicking and sobbing.
"Let me go," Randy said, "I swear to God if you don't let me go…"
"Calm down," Jordan said, "Just calm down, Randy. I know it hurts baby, I know. You need to clam down. You've got a show to do,"
He whipped the tears from her face and tapped her lightly on the nose. He smiled with blue eyes sending a calming to her green ones.
"Promise to believe," Jordan said to her, "Just promise to believe,"
"Let's do "This Everyday Life","
"You got it baby,"