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eyes could be mistaken for no one else. He hung with his band and they all kept pretty much to themselves. They went to small bars when they went out and watched local bands play. He enjoyed when they played original music but when he was drunk and wanted to dance it was always more fun to listen to and sing along with covers. He was drunk at an award show the night he met his wife. She was a tall leggy woman and was handing out the awards. He won his first MTV music video award and she handed it to him. When he left the stage he saw her and kissed her. They had been together ever since. His drunken moment of bravery, as he had always thought it was, ended up being just the type of drunken brainless moment he had avoided all his life.  They traveled together and laughed a lot.  When her career took off she traveled often. When he wasn’t touring he traveled with her. When she wasn’t working she went with him on tour. He believed she loved him, why else would she say she did. He would never understand why she would not tell him if she was unhappy. Or instead of breaking up she did this. He himself had plenty of opportunity to cheat on her but respected her enough to not. He was hurt at first that quickly turned to anger. They had only spoken a hand full of times, a few she asked if they could fix this and at first he considered it. After a month passed and anger turned to disgust he told her no. Now Ariel was living with a different guy, not even the asshole she cheated with. They were speaking only through lawyers. His phone chirped and it was Lila.
    -After a lot of persuasion Emma finally agreed to come watch you perform…Lila
    She hates me, he thought. He couldn’t blame her, he was pretty heartless this morning . He knew what she was going through, sort of. Eleven years of marriage, how old was she. It doesn’t matter he thought, as he tried to wipe her out of his mind.
    -Alright, I wanted to apologize, that’s all. It really is not a big production…Brody
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    Emma and Lila walked right past the security team. “Look at you Lila, all important,” Emma laughed.
    “I told you one day I would be, should have known,” Lila laughed as she flipped her hair.
    They walked to a table marked reserved and sat and talked. Brody came on stage.
    He smiled, “Thanks for coming out tonight,” he said looking over the crowd. He quietly counted, “One two three, two two three, three two three.”
    The crowd clapped and cheered when the first song finished.
    He smiled shyly, “Thank you”.
    He played three more songs. His voice was amazing and smooth. Each song was a story that pulled you in. Brody didn’t interact with the crowd; there was no dancing or jumping around. His music felt like it was a part of him. You watched as he got lost in it, he closed his eyes a great deal as he performed. When they were opened he didn’t look into the crowd but over it. His guitar playing was for him as well. He cradled the guitar like he was keeping it safe and close. You could feel the love he had for his music. He didn’t want to give it to you, but you could join him if you wanted.
    Emma was lost in his music . She felt like she was looking through a window watching a very private and personal moment, one that she could not walk away from, one that Brody allowed you to watch from a distance. The wall he put up was infinite, but not built of stone but instead shatterproof glass.
    When he ended he stood and smiled, “Thank you, goodnight.”
    He said looking over the crowd. Brody glanced down and saw Lila and Emma sitting with his manager and a couple of his friends. Smiling slightly he walked off stage.
    “Pretty good isn’t he?” Lila smiled looking at Emma who was still staring at the stage with her mouth opened slightly.
    “Yes. He is very, intense,” Emma said and shook her head.
    She noticed Lila trying not to grin.
    Emma smiled, “I wonder if there is a Kids Bop version.”
    “I don’t think so,” Lila