The song tells the crowd how our story began, silly kids chasing a dream, and how he’s grown up and ready for it all.
The house.
Children.
A second chance, forus.
The song finishes and the crowd erupts once again. My tears falling freely as I clap and cheer as hard as I can. Doing my best to wrap my head around the fact the man I always adored is finally taking a leap of faith and using this moment to clarify us.
“Thank you!” Maverick bows to the crowd once more, shit eating grin on each of their faces.
I clap harder and as loud as my hands will allow me, each of us on our feet around the blankets and chairs.
Maverick and the boys play two more songs and watching them back up on this small towns stage has been a dream come true and a privilege.
We’re all so proud of them.
My brother especially for finally picking back up his guitar. It’s been long overdue.
“Now for our last song-” Maverick says as he leans into the microphone, sounding breathless from the performance he’s giving.
“I want to introduce someone special to the stage...” the crowd looks over to the right as Maverick introduces his final song.
“Please welcome to the stage...” He pauses before shouting. “Lacey Cooper, everybody!”
Lacey Cooper walks onto the stage in a denim dress and white Cowboy boots, waving towards the crowd.
I struggle to believe that girl is so grown up. The Bennett’s took a chance on her and she’s becoming a wonderful horse trainer at their ranch and from the last time I saw her on a stage, the girl can hit a note.
“Howdy, y’all!” Lacey saysinto her microphone, grinning ear to ear.
She reaches the boys and takes her stance next to Maverick in the middle of the stage and offers him a small smile. Maverick nods back at her and then to the boys before firing back up their instruments for the last song.
I’m mesmerised at the sight of them all up there once again, something I truly believed would never happen.
Lady A – I run to youstarts to play and the tears well up in my eyes once again.
“He’s a clever fucker, isn’t he!” Iris shouts over the music at me and Hope, but I just laugh.
He surely is a clever fucker.
He’s playing our song.
No. Scratch that.
He’s singing our song, tome.
As Lacey starts to sing, I feel someone’s fingertips touch the back of my arm and I whip my head around to come face to face with Jimmy and I jump back at the sight of him.
“Hi, Mabel,” he slurs as I smell the whiskey straight on his breath.
“Jimmy.” I acknowledge politely, as I take a step back away from him and how close he is to me.
What is he doing here?
He’s supposed to be watching the herd.
Reaching into my pocket, I go to pull my phone out to check the security cameras, but Jimmy’s hand joins mine.
