Monday, January 21, 2013
the good times
Who would have thunk it? Derrick coming to the rescue like that. He helped him with some of the melodies, and promised he'd get the keyboard over, as soon as possible.
However, none of them could actually devote much time to a band. Derrick worked at the grocery store, and there was also that drama thing. Even Fish had his weekend gig at the movie theater.
"You really must hate this girl you're singing about," Derrick said ever so casually as they were done.
"So you noticed." Zac couldn't help but smile.
"Nothing like a sure fire breakup." Derrick smiled. "It inspired you."
Zac took that as praise. He needed to hear that. Honestly, he didn't know if he could ever move on past Sunny. Maybe he didn't want too. Maybe he could write another song about her, even yet.
Fish's cell rang. Which was a surprise. It must really be getting late because his cell never rang.
"Ugh." It didn't sound like anything good though. Zac couldn't imagine anyone actually calling Fish. Must have been his Mom.
"Who's that?" Derrick squinted as if he wondered what that was about.
"My sister." He closed his eyes as if it were the worst information he could possibly get at this hour. "She's home." He sighed heavily.
Derrick nodded as if he understood.
"I guess she's calling it quits with Wilder." He shook his head as if she'd upset his calm home.
"I didn't even know you had a sister." Zac finally admitted. Fish didn't really talk about his life nor family.
"Well, she wanted a wedding. And she got it, but they haven't been married quite a year," Fish said it as if she must rule the house. It was kind of sad to see all this happiness wash away from him by one phone call.
"Hang in there." Zac gave Fish a slap on the back. He flinched as if he were scared stiff. Zac laid off. He'd forgotten how Fish did not liked to be touched. One would probably never know, but Fish was a sensitive guy.