you know. Not everyone is in a burning rush to leave town like you.â
That meant that Jay had no plans to go and Emma wouldnât go without him. It wasnât her problem, but she didnât want Emma to end up like their mother.
âJust â¦â What could she say? There was no point in arguing. Her sister needed to see more of the world, to live, and to realise there was more to life than the wide streets and pubs and mines of Kalgoorlie. Other guys than the dope-smoking idiot sheâd been dating for the last two years. âTake care.â
Indigo hung up, knowing that one way or another sheâd be dipping into her precious savings.
The band had gathered in the Vincentâs garage as they had so many times before. This time there was no pressure to get an album written and everyone seemed a little less edgy. Dan smiled. Today he had plenty to smile about and nothing was going to kill his mood.
Ed had picked up a bit of a tan while on his Bali surfing holiday. He also seemed more relaxed. However, before the holiday he couldnât have got more tense without snapping. Mike said nothing as he walked in. It was as if their private conversation had never happened. Dan flicked a beer cap between his fingers. It wasnât his first for the day, but he was celebrating getting his name off the lease.
The property manager had been more upset than he was about the ending of his relationship with Lisa. Theyâd had a conversation about the effects of long distance relationships. He had no idea what she thought he did, maybe FIFO on the mines, and he didnât care.
He was still quietly simmering at his fatherâs bribery. Heâd obviously given up trying to cajole his son and had started on the girlfriend. Ex-girlfriend. Did he need to make it official?
Yeah. He should announce it.
He tapped the cap on the glass and got his band mates attention. âIâd like to thank Mike for a kick in the pants. Lisa and I are officially over. I have moved out and quit paying a share of the rent.â He gave a small bow and waited for the applause.
There was none. His smile faltered.
âI thought youâd done that.â Ed frowned.
âNah ⦠it was too hard.â And he was still avoiding seeing her face to face. He had no need to see her in the flesh ever again. âNew-found freedom.â He raised the beer.
Gemma and Mike both lifted their water bottles, Ed had a beer. At least he wasnât drinking alone.
âIâm going to be scarce this weekend as Ripley is in town. That okay?â There wasnât much for them to do right now and it was Easter.
Ed nodded. âYeah. Enjoy the downtime and too many chocolate eggs.â
Mike grinned. âYou going to do a Gemma and come out of the closet?â
Dan threw the cap at him. âYou are a dumbass. Besides youâre more his type, he likes men who are good with their hands.â
That drew some laughter, and for the first time in months he didnât feel the weight he had been dragging around. Here he was just Dan, he wasnât some loser boyfriend or son. When theyâd started touring last year they had all expected him to be engaged by the time they got home. He hadnât looked at rings once.
He shuddered. If not for the ultimatum he might have caved and bought her a ring ⦠heâd have put the problems down to the separation, not their growing differences. They werenât the same people they had been when theyâd got together.
He wanted to be able to share the whole story, but when he looked at Gemma he didnât know if he could trust her. She shouldnât have told Mike or Ed about Lisa and the baby. Lisa had finally managed to come between them. He tried to ignore the pain that caused, because he didnât know how to fix broken trust. But he didnât want to give Lisa that victory. Gemma was a band mate as well as friend. Things couldnât be left to