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good. Thanks for thinking of me.”
    “You’re the best, Ashlee. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
    Well, this day just got better. The thought of working with Sam and the rest of the band gave her an energy boost she hadn’t felt in a long time.
     

Chapter Two
     
     
    SAM
     
    Sam wasn’t the type of man who got nervous when it came time to bring something up to the rest of the band, but that morning as he made his way to Jarrod’s house, he couldn’t shake his nerves. After his visit with Jackson, he couldn’t sleep, his brain working overtime trying to find a way to help. After calling Trish and brainstorming the idea of Saints and Sinners launching their own charitable project to support the centers, he’d been able to get a little rest, knowing he might be able to help more kids.
    He knew asking the guys to consider starting their own charity to help fund community centers around the country wasn’t a small ask or a slight financial commitment—not that money was an issue for any of them. It was a big deal, and yeah, he might not know a lot about what it took to start a charity, but he could take a guess at the amount of work needed to make something like that happen. But Sam wasn’t afraid of hard work.
    Everyone sat around Jarrod’s living room, and Sam senses the tension building within him as Jarrod started the meeting. “Okay, so let’s try and keep this as short as possible because I have a cranky wife and baby upstairs. Do we have any ideas about the charity selection for this year?”
    Supporting a charity by donating a percentage of their ticket sales was something they’d been doing for years. Ever since money started coming in, they’d made the commitment; it was their own way of giving back . But todaycould change how they did things.
    Sam waited to see if anyone would speak up, and when he looked at Jarrod, he knew Trish had told her husband about his plans. Damn, that woman couldn’t keep a secret to save her life. Jarrod gave him a silent nod to go ahead, and his heart rate accelerated.
    “You guys know I’ve been doing a lot of work with the community center in town and their affiliates around the country. I stopped by yesterday to talk with the executive director, and he mentioned the state was pulling their funding and that he didn’t know how long they would be able to stay open. These kids have nowhere else to go. This is it for them. If these centers close, these kids are gonna end up on the streets, doing drugs and probably not living to see their eighteenth birthday. We’ve talked about getting in deeper with our philanthropy, so maybe it’s time we consider starting our own charity, or at least a charitable initiative, and help these centers.” Sam held his breath, waiting to hear what the guys had to say. They were all making him wait for it.
    “Well shit, man, it took you long enough to bring it up.”
    He stared at Mike, shocked by his friend’s comment. “What are you talking about?” He looked at the guys sitting around him, his brothers, and he realized they were already in before he’d even spoken.
    “Listen, man, we’ve known about you wanting to do this for a long-ass time, but no one wanted to push it until you brought it up. We’re not stupid, Sam. We see how important the centers are to you, and even if you won’t tell us why you spend so much time and give them so much money, we’re your family. If this is what you want to do, then we’ll support you 100 percent.”
    As Mike spoke, a wave of emotions raced through Sam’s body. “Shit, guys, you don’t know what this means to me. You need to really think about this though. This isn’t just giving money away. It’s a lot of work, and a hell of a commitment.”
    Glancing up, something passed between him and Jarrod, an understanding of some sort.
    Sam never talked about his childhood, but one night after way too much whiskey, he’d told the man everything. The memory of being afraid of what Jarrod