Into the flood again
Same old trip it was back then
So I made a big mistake
Try to see it once my way
Alice In Chains~Would (unplugged)
Chapter Four
Bright
I pull into the circular drive of 1053 SE Terrace lane and watch as the steel gate slides shut behind me. For being the home of an author and lead singer they weren’t much for security. The minute I come to the front of the big, yet not rock star big house, I see the entire strip of driveway is covered in cars. Either they were car enthusiasts or there was more than a simple meet and greet going on.
I see a Jeep, a Land Rover. An old muscle car that has been rebuilt and an Escalade. I can only assume the entire band is here but as I make my way up the drive I see a Harley Davidson and Ducati as well. Before I make it to the steps of the front porch Tayla and Carrie both come rushing out the door with excited and nervous faces.
“You found it!” Carrie says and hugs me before Tayla leans in to hug me next.
“How’s the nerves Chica?” She asks and pulls me back to look me over.
“I’m good. I figure if we don’t hit it off I am fine going home. I honestly just want to help.”
“I believe that Bright.” Carrie says and looks at my feet. “OMG are those the Manolo Blahnik Knight slouchy suede boots?”
I can't help but perk right up at the talk of fashion and kick my foot out to show off. “Guilty.” I say with a kick in my step and laugh. A woman with fashion sense is a trustworthy woman. I truly believe that.
“Oh hell Cassa will love you.” Tayla says and I look at her confused.
“Oh duh. Cassa is Shamus James wife and a dear friend of ours. She loves fashion. I bet she spots those boots in a second flat.”
“She thinks that any woman that fully appreciates fashion is a woman we all can trust.” Carrie says and I laugh out loud.
“Holy shit I think the same thing. It's me credo.”
“Oh hell we have the perfect fit Care.” Tayla says and motions for us to follow her inside.
Carrie and I follow when Tayla stops short. “So we thought we would have the entire band over so that you could meet everyone. Noah will have his own bus on this tour because he will have you as well as Sully from time to time.”
That stopped me… that name? Where had I heard it before? “Sully?”
“Noah and I only had one friend growing up and Sully was it. His name is Sam Sullivan but we call him Sully.”
“That’s so strange…” I drift off wondering if my tattoo artist is going on the same tour. It’s not impossible but the odds…
“What is?” Carrie asks and I can sense her concern.
“Sorry…” I shake my head as if to fling the feeling off. “I got a tattoo yesterday and the artist was named Sully.”
“Oh…” Carrie looked sick.
“It wasn’t anything bad.” I explained and showed them my wrist where the dandelion and script was. He had done an amazing job. I honestly didn’t think that they would give two shits about my one tattoo considering they were called TAT.
“Paradox Ink tattoo?” Tay asked. I nodded but I felt ashamed. I had done something awful here but had no idea what.
“Hold on one second Bright.” Tay said and stepped up to the door, opening it briefly. “Sam, come here real quick please.” She didn’t wait for a response as she turned back to me the door still open.
I watched in scared wonder as Sully, my tattoo artist stepped out of Carries beautiful home.
