Home sweet home

Celine was coming home today, and despite his melancholy mood, Kevin was happy that they could finally live under the same roof again. The band had been reluctantly auditioning for a new singer, but no matter what they did, sales continued to full steadily and if they didn't start making new music soon, everything they'd worked so hard on would disappear, leaving them out of work, and out of pocket. But replacing April was hard.

He tugged on his tie, loosening the stranglehold it had on his throat while he shrugged off his jacket, leaving it wherever it landed. April's funeral this morning was a surprisingly small affair, it was held in a confidential location and the Judge had granted a full media gag so no fans would turn up, and only the bandmates and her close friends could attend. No one knew what to say as the casket was lowered, and Kevin couldn't find the words to bring them all together, so in the end, after the service, they had all gone in separate directions, and