But it did feel like something had changed in him after spending the weekend with his folks. Seeing them piecing back together their lives.
“You are the good that God gave us inthat dark time,son.”
Sure, he felt like a kid again, but it did do a number on the dark funk.
“It doesn’t matter,” he said. “I talked to Vic, and she drove her to Anchorage. She’s gone, back to her life.” He looked at Caspian, who’d curled into sleep at his feet. “And we’re back to ours.”
Silence.
Too long.
He looked at Axel, who gave him a wry face.
“What?”
“Then maybe I shouldn’t show you this.” He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. “It was in the lobby of the hospital. I picked it up while I was waiting for you.”
He slid it across the granite island, and Dawson opened it. His heart gave a hard hammer.
Keely—no, Bliss—in concert, for one night.
“It’s a benefit?”
“For Wren. I tracked down Donald, and according to him, Keely stopped in a couple days ago to see them.”
“She’s in town?”
“Dunno. But the concert is tonight. In about three hours, if you’re interested. It’s just a local venue—I guess it’s too last minute for it to be a big deal.”
“The Frostbite Music Lounge is a big deal,” Dawson said. “And it says here that tickets are ... seriously. Five hundred dollarseach?”
“She hasn’t had a concert in over a year.”
“She can’t sing!”
Flynn’s eyes widened. “What?”
“Her voice—I mean, yes, she can sing. I heard her sing. It was beautiful. But not ... it wasn’t the Grammys.” Aw.Keely,what areyou doing?
“Maybe it doesn’t have to be,” Axel said. “After all, she’s Bliss.”
“But if she sings, she’ll wreck it. I mean,reallywreck it.”
“Let me see that,” Flynn said, and he handed over the flyer. “It says this is a meet and greet, with a short set. It’s not even a concert.” She handed it back to him. “And it says there are new songs. So...” She lifted a shoulder. “I’m going. I probably need a date. Should I see if Caspian is free?”
“You’re taken,” Axel said.
“I think Caspian is too,” Dawson said. He scooped up the phone. “I’m going to make that call.”
“To Keely?”
“I think he means to Caroline’s parents,” Axel said as Dawson got up and hobbled down the hall to the workout room.
Dawson’s gut fisted, but...
The phone rang, and he shut the door behind him, then sat on a bench press seat.
“Dawson.”
