six-year-old more interested in banging on the keys than learning
scales, she hunted down the director. She found Kate in one of the common
areas.
"Got a minute?"
Kate grinned and blew out
a breath. "For you? Always."
"I'm taking a job
with The Fury for eight weeks." Jayne handed her a list of dates.
"There are a few conflicts with the piano lessons. I'd like to see if we
can reschedule them rather than cancel them."
"You're touring with
The Fury?" A young, familiar voice came from behind her.
She turned. Dalton, one
of the kids in the program, stood gaping at her. As usual, he wore a threadbare
concert t-shirt advertising one of The Fury's tours. He always talked about the
band and how he wanted to play the guitar like Zander one day.
"Have you already
met them? What're they like? Does Zander really bring his guitar everywhere he
goes?" Excitement shined in his eyes.
"Yes, interesting,
and no." She smiled. "How are the guitar lessons?"
The shine faded.
"The teacher quit. He said he didn't feel safe coming here."
"I'm sorry."
"Yeah, well. Maybe
someone else will want to do it." Thin shoulders hunched forward.
"But nothing's going good for me lately, so I'm not holding my breath."
One of the other kids
yelled for him to join in a basketball game. He declined until Kate managed to
convince him he was needed. When he left, Kate sighed. "I feel so bad for
him. His parents are going through a bitter divorce. He hasn't smiled in weeks,
and he's shutting himself off from his friends. The only thing that seemed to
make him happy was those guitar lessons. He looks so defeated."
"I know just how he
feels." Jayne could sympathize all too well. Divorce was usually harder on
the kids. "Since I'm working with the band, maybe I can arrange for Dalton
to meet them. At least Zander, since he's his favorite."
"Could you? That
would mean so much to him. Dalton's such a special kid."
He was. Shy and sweet,
with a desperation she recognized. The idea warmed her spirit, and hopefully
Zander would agree. Volunteering was important to Irisa, and from what she knew
of Zander, giving back was important to him too. "I'll call him now."
He answered on the second
ring. "Hello."
"It's Jayne."
Her heart pounded in her chest.
"I know." His
voice warmed and the words slid over her skin. "So…what's going on?"
She twisted her necklace
chain around her fingers. After all the drama, meeting with another fan might
be the last thing he wanted to do. "I need to ask a favor. But you can say
no. Really, it's okay."
A low, rich laugh flowed
through the speaker. "How about you tell me what it is first?"
"I volunteer at a
community center in south L.A. One of the students in the music program
idolizes you. He's sixteen, his parents are divorcing, and he's been going
through a really rough time lately. He only wears Fury concert t-shirts and is
always talking about how you're his favorite guitarist." She paused and
drew in a breath. "It would be a huge boost for him to meet you. Do you
think you could meet with him?"
"Well—"
"I realize we just
met and I know you're exhausted from the tour. But he's got virtually no one.
He reminds me so much of me when I was his age. My parents suffered an ugly
divorce, too. I know it would mean a lot to him."
"Jayne." He
laughed again. "It's okay. I'll do it."
"Really?"
"Sure. When is a
good time?"
"He's here now. And
he's usually here most afternoons. I'm sure he could be here whenever you can
schedule it."
"So you're both
there now?"
"Yes."
"Why wait? Text me
the address and I'll head over."
" Now? "
Glancing down at her t-shirt, worn jeans, and sneakers, she winced. But this
meeting was for Dalton, not her. "That should be fine."
"I'll see you
soon." His voice deepened and her knees turned to jelly.
She stared at the phone.
"Kate, he's on his way."
"Exciting,"
Kate rubbed her hands together like an evil genius plotting a takeover.
"Let's keep this a surprise. I'll stay with Dalton and watch the