The Last Firework
After the showcase ended, Rachel, our tour manager, found me by the loading dock.
The crew was packing amps into flight cases behind her, and someone was still laughing inside the greenroom. Rachel glanced over her shoulder before lowering her voice.
"Mira, you don't need to come in for the acoustic rehearsal on Friday."
I already knew what she was going to say.
Still, my fingers tightened around the strap of my guitar case.
"Adrian wants Lily to sing The Last Firework with him."