Chapter 4Macaulay’s set went well. That’s what Jill told him. He didn’t know for sure because he couldn’t quite remember any of it. His mind was on Wendy the entire time. She had watched from the side of the stage, and he couldn’t see her. She was so far away from him, he couldn’t hear her or sense her at all. He had still known she was there. He could still taste her on his tongue and lips with every word he sang. And, for the first time in years, he was eager to leave the stage and the cheering crowds, even while the last chord echoed in his ears. The sooner he got off the stage, the sooner he could get back to Wendy.
Now it was his turn to wait. He wished he could be in the crowd, front row and center, pressed against the stage by the crush of the crowd. That was the best way to experi
