Wednesday, May 29, 2019

Chapter 66

The day after their Vancouver concert, he was glad they didn't have to travel until the day of their next concert. He had a few days off in the lovely Canadian city.

First thing in the morning, he phoned Sarah, at least they were in the same timezone and he didn't have to worry about waking her up.

He smiled to himself as she answered her phone. "Good morning." He said to her.
"Are you sure it's good or even morning?" Sarah asked.
Richie pulled his sheets with him as he sat up in bed. "What do you mean?"
Sarah sighed in response, taking a second. "It's been a long night. Daniel was up at 4 this morning, bright and happy as if it was 7am. He's been fine but it was just much too early. I'm just so tired."
He frowned, feeling bad for her. "I'm sorrt sweetheart."
"It's okay. He wasn't being difficult or anything. He just went for a nap actually so I hope it fixes his schedule." She sighed again. "Like I said, I'm just tired."
"Why don't you relax and have a nap too?" Richie suggested.
Sarah chuckled. "It's almost noon silly."
"So? I just woke up." He pointed out to her, time didn't matter when it came to sleeping and babies. "You were up much earlier, you're tired. Get in bed. I sure wish you could be in my bed."

He could hear her move about as she got up and walked away from where she was sitting.

"I wish I could be in your bed." Sarah said. "Fine, I'll have a nap."
Richie slid down from his sitting position to lay more comfortably. "I can help you relax."
"Yeah?" She picked up on what he was suggesting. "I was just about to get in your big bed in my pyjamas."
"Oh no, don't do that. You don't need any of that."
"No?"
"Nope. Take it all off. Be naked with me."
"You're naked in a bed with without me?" Sarah teased.

He waited for her to undress and join him in a bed thousands of miles away.

"How are you going to help me relax?" She inquired innocently.
"Close your eyes." He said as he closed his own. "Just imagine me right next to you." His free hand moved under the sheet. "Just imagine how I'd touch you." His hand wrapped around his dick. "How I'd stroke your breast and play with your nipples before sucking on them." He heard a soft moan as he continued his discription, it encouraged him to keep going. "I'd move my hand down to play with your pussy, getting you nice and wet." His right hand continued its strokes faster. "Then I would slowly move a finger inside you. Do you like that?" He asked.
A slight moan was his answer. "I do."
"I'd make sure you're ready before I'd move on top of you." His own movements didn't stop. "Then I'd put my big hard dick inside you and make you moan like you always do." Exactly as he hoped, it made her moan. How he loved to hear that sound of pleasure. "You love my big hard dick, don't you?"
"Uhu."
"I know what my girl likes." He said, starting to feel his orgasm appoach. "My girl likes when I'm inside her. When she feels me inside her."
"Yeah."
"That's enough to make her orgasm most times. She just loves the feeling of me inside her when I fuck her."
"Richie."
"Hmmm?" He asked. "Don't you? Don't you love when I fuck you?"
He could hear her tell all moan, just the imagination of it made him groan his own release.

Moments later he wiped his hand on the sheet and moved to the other side of the bed.

"You're a dirty man."
Finally he heard a response, it made him chuckle. "Sometimes I like it dirty."
"I know you do. You're still dirty."
"Why don't I go shower to wash all that dirtiness off of me and you can nap?"
"Sounds like a good idea."

They said their goodbyes and Richie did exactly as he said and went to have a shower, alone.

Sure phone sex was better than no sex but compared to sex, it just wasn't the same. He missed her. It was still a week before he would be home for a night with her. One night at home but she'd come join him on tour for the next two weeks after that.

A lot of time fit into a week. Too much time. Ava's birthday was tomorrow, her extravagent party the next day, the same day as his next concert.

They weren't travelling to their next venue until the day of the show.

His shower thoughts came to an abrupt end. He turned off the shower and reached for a towel.

Wrapped in a towel, he started packing before getting dressed.

Thursday, May 23, 2019

Chapter 65

The next afternoon Richie was in his dressing room, getting ready for the show. Sound check was over already and they were waiting for their time to go on stage by hanging out and having dinner. Right now he was alone in his room as he was kicked out of Jon's room after finishing the setlist when his chiropractor showed up. Any free time he had, he tried to talk to someone at home. Ava was busy tonight so he was very happy to talk to Sarah and catch her up on how Caleb was going in the Great North.

A knock came from the door, making him check the time on his phone.

"Be right back." He said to Sarah on speaker phone and went to open the door to find Caleb waiting for him along with his friend. "Come in guys." He opened the door wide enough to let both teenagers through. "I was just talking to your mom." He told Caleb as he picked up his phone again and informed Sarah of Caleb's arrival, promising to call her back after the concert.

Caleb waited for Richie to finish his phone call, "This is Thomas, we pretty much have all the same classes."
"Nice to meet you. Have you guys had dinner yet?" He asked the boys.
"We didn't, we had to catch the skytrain here to get here in time." Caleb explained. "Kind of hoped you'd feed us."
"Yeah, yeah." Richie said. "Let's go get catering then. Maybe I can introduce you to some people."

Thomas looked excited about that and followed Richie and Caleb out of the room.

Richie lead them both down the hall towards the cafeteria that was set up for catering. He grabbed some plates and passed them on to both boys before taking his own plate from the stack and started picking out which foods he wanted.

"Are we eating here or in the dressing room?" Caleb asked.
Richie shrugged. "I usually eat alone or with the guys but I guess they're not having dinner yet." He explained but noticed Caleb's reaction. "We can eat here if you want, I don't mind." From the entrance, he noticed Jon walk into the cafeteria as well and gave him a quick wave. "Why don't you guys find a seat, I'm going to bug Jon quick." He said before walking off and back to the front of the buffet line to meet Jon.

"Hey man," Jon said as he started selecting his food. "You got your kid here?"
"Yeah, we hung out yesterday and he wanted to come to the show, brought a friend." Richie explained to him quickly. "Do you want to come have dinner with us? Thomas is taking the same music courses Caleb is, so could be interesting."
"Sure, sounds good."

Jon followed him to the table the two teenage boys had picked out and they sat down opposite of them to start their own dinner.

"So what do you play?" Richie asked Caleb's friend, assuming he had to play an instrument if he was studying music at university.
"I play bass but I can do some rhythm guitar, some piano. Caleb and I jam quite often."
"That's cool," Jon pitched in, "Who inspired you? What band do you like?"
Thomas answered him quickly. "I like Nikki Sixx, he's pretty cool."
Jon snorted, almost laughed. "He's an asshole."
"We were all kids back then, I'm sure he's grown up too." Richie said patiently.
"Doubtful." Jon said. "So you're a Motley fan?" He asked Thomas again.
In response Thomas said, "Yeah, but I like a lot of 80s bands, Def Leppard, White Snake, Europe and of course you guys too. Anyone that was good in the 80s pretty much."

After dinner, Richie hung out in his dressing room with Caleb and Thomas. Quite happily, he got his guitar tech to bring him three of his guitars that were waiting to be played during the show. It had been a while since he had been able to play with Caleb and it was even better to jam with a new friend.

Although he was enjoying playing some music with the kids, it made him miss how he had not been able to do so for a while. Caleb left for university  6 weeks ago but it felt like it had been much longer. After playing together regularly, it was nice to finally do so again. In the beginning he had been able to show Caleb a few new tricks but now he felt quite proud of all that Caleb had learned and how fun it was to just play and share music with him like that, to have that kind of connection with him that he missed with Noah.

Even with Ava, he could at least play some piano with her, although she was less interested in it than when she was a little girl. Any time he could share the gift of music was a joyful moment to him. In only a few more years, he could do the same with Daniel and teach him some guitar or piano as well, maybe the accordion even.

After their jam session, his guitars were returned to their cases by the stage, ready to be played in a little while.

Caleb and Thomas traded backstage for front of stage and joined the audience for the opening act.

In the back, Richie and the rest of the band started to prepare for their show. He was excited to play for someone he knew personally. Even though he loved performing for all of their fans and making them happy, it was a little different when there was a family member watching them.

Soon enough Sarah would be watching him every night again. That was something he looked forward to very much.

Saturday, May 18, 2019

Chapter 64

The next evening, Richie was exploring Vancouver in a taxi. Not so much exploring as actually going to meet Caleb at his work to pick him up for dinner.

Once the taxi driver parked the car in the parking lot, Richie asked the driver to keep the meter running and he'd be back in 10 minutes.

He got out of the car and walked into the building, straight up to the til where he ordered three coffees.

"Would you like muffins with the coffees?" The order taker asked him.
"Sure, why not." He said as he looked over at the display of muffins to make his choice on which ones. Banana chocolate chunk seemed like the best choice out of his options.

The order taker rung him up and he paid for the three coffee combos, then moved over to the side to wait for them to be prepared and bagged. From his new spot he could look into the back and saw Caleb working. It made him feel proud, knowing his son had been able to get a job all on his own, in a different country and by the looks of it, he was doing quite a good job. He was telling somebody else what to do, making sure they were doing it correctly. Then he walked away and over to the counter, it took them a second to make eye contact. Caleb smiled when he recognized him.

"Did you order food?" Caleb asked him.
"Yeah." Richie said just as someone else called his number. He grabbed his drink tray and bag of muffins.
"I could have given you my discount, if you'd waited." Caleb said as he walked over to the til and pressed a couple on screen buttons.
"Yeah, 'cause the $7 was really breaking the bank."
Caleb shook his head. "I'm a poor college student now. Free food is good food."
To that Richie laughed. "Pretty sure you still have my credit card."
"I don't use it though." Caleb said. "I'm going to go get my stuff and change." He walked to the back again.

A few minutes later he came back, saying goodbye to everyone on his way out to meet Richie who passed him the bag of muffins as they walked out of the building.

Inside the taxi, Richie passed one of the coffee cups to the driver and after taking two muffins out, passed the bag over as well.

"So are you enjoying McWork?" Richie asked his son, he picked a chunk of muffin off and ate it.
Caleb rolled his eyes in response. "Hilarious."
"I thought it was McFunny."
"Okay."
"They have good McCoffee and McMuffins." Richie paused.
Caleb was sure he couldn't roll his eyes any further.
"It's McGood." He smiled.
"Alright." Caleb said sternly. "You're done." Making it clear that he was ready for the joke to end.
"McDone?"
"Stop it."
Richie chuckled. "Just bugging you. I'm proud of you, it's not easy working in fast food. I'm sure it's stressful and not to forget customers complaining about everything they can."
"It's a lot of fun too though. Half of everyone is in college or high school so we're all about the same age and it's just fun. We are all dealing with the same crap from customers so everyone can relate."
"You guys make fun of your McCustomers?"
Caleb just stared at him. "Especially the ones that say Mc in front of everything they order."
"What if they order a McChicken?"
Caleb shook his head again. "You know what I mean."

Not much later they pulled into another parking lot and Richie payed the driver before the two of them got out.

Caleb had picked the restaurant for dinner, having heard great reviews but not having an occasion to go there or his own money to do so.

Once inside, they were seated at a small table and a waiter came around a few moments later.

"Have you been here before?" He asked them.
"No." They said in unison.
The waiter smiled. "Alright. So we have our buffet where you can get whatever sides you like. Then our chefs are preparing Brazilian barbecued meats continuously. Whenever one piece is prepared, they wil bring it around and they will slice you a piece. That's what the cards on your table are for." He pointed them out. "As long as the green side is up, they'll offer you meat. If you're done, flip the card over to red. You can flip it back to green if you'd like to be served more again."
"Sounds good." Caleb said.
The waiter took their drink order and disappeared to help other tables.
"So which side is green?" Richie asked as he picked up his card to inspect it.
"It was up." Caleb told him as he picked his own card to read it. Then pointed out the words on Richie's. "It says 'I give up' on the red side."

Not much later they were enjoying various  freshly cooked pieces of meat, that were so juicy, it melted in their mouth.

"Can I bring a friend tomorrow?" Caleb asked.
"A friend? Or a girlfriend?"
"No. Just a friend." He clarified.
"No interesting Canadian girls around here?"
Caleb shrugged. "Not really so far. I met one that would love to come tomorrow."
"So why don't you take her?"
"'Cause she's crazy." Caleb explained. "I don't even have classes with her. On like the first day of classes she came over to me and goes 'you're Caleb Sambora' as if I'm somebody."
"Well, you are." Richie pointed out to him. He took another bite of food to chew while he listened to the rest of Caleb's story.
"Yes, but she only knew because she knows you. She keeps trying to talk to me, even now, but all she talks about is you and Bon Jovi."
Richie shrugged at that. "I am pretty great."
"I think I'm pretty great so I'd like a girl to think that of me, not of my dad."
"I'm sure many of them like you."
"It's too early to be dating anyway." Caleb said. "I'm still trying to organize my time between classes and work to fit in study periods. I don't think I can fit a girl in too."
"School's important. I'm glad you know that."
"So can I bring a friend tomorrow?"
"Sure you can. I like meeting friends."

Saturday, May 11, 2019

Chapter 63

The next morning he woke up early. On tour early, which was 11 am. Anything before noon was a win and counted as early enough. Going to sleep at 2 or 3 in the morning, warranted sleeping til almost noon.

He felt more energized than he had the day before and wanted to use that energy. He grabbed his phone from his night stand and for a change in habit, texted Jon first this morning.

11:02 What are you doing?

A notification popped up as he wrote his text to Sarah,wishing her a good morning and asking if she had a good rest the night before.

Jon Bon Jovi Cell:
11:03 Getting up, breakfast, then run. You?

He quickly typed out his response and started getting dressed, ready to start his day and kick it's butt.

After breakfast, he changed into some work out clothes and headed down to the gym of the hotel. He had been sure Jon would already be there but he found himself mistaken as he entered the empty room. He didn't mind being there alone and decided to get a head start on Jon. This time he wasn't going to try and keep up, he didn't have anything he really needed to prove. He shouldn't, even if it was to himself.

He was lifting some weights when Jon walked into the room to join him after all.

"Almost thought you were bailing on me." Richie said, putting the weights back on the rack.
Jon shrugged in response. "Had some things to do."
He put his weights away and gave his friend a puzzled look. "Everything alright?"
"Oh yeah." Jon waved it off, not thinking much of it or wanting to share. "How about you? You seemed pretty down last night." He got onto the treadmill and started the machine.
Richie followed him onto the machine beside him, setting the speed on his treadmill as he spoke. "Yeah, I just got wrapped up in my own head."
Jon frowned at him. "Don't do that man." He started his run.
"I know." Richie sighed as he slowly started up. "Sometimes I just can't escape it."
Jon nodded before he spoke. "I know that feeling. It's stupid how it's your own mind. It's yours, it should support you, not start doubting and working against you."
Richie chuckled in response. "Yeah." He set the machine to a pace he could keep up with and started to run.
"So, you excited to head to Vancouver tomorrow?" Jon asked him.
"Oh yeah," Richie nodded excitedly. "I've been talking to Caleb, probably going to pick him up from his work and then go for dinner together, catch up, you know."
"Sounds good," Jon said, keeping up his pace, not faltering once, "he'll be coming to the show then?"
"I think so."
Jon nodded, Richie could see he was thinking but waited for a continuation. "I suppose you don't want to do press then?" He finally asked after all. "If you're seeing Caleb."
Richie frowned, not sure how it was an issue. "I can do press with you, Caleb has school, I don't want him to skip classes for me."
"Alright, it's not a lot. One TV interview and I think a magazine or two."
"Sounds good to me."

They finished their work out an hour later and both headed up to their own rooms for showers. Richie showered quickly, then wrapped a towel around himself and went back to his main room to phone his wife as he got dressed.

Hearing her voice always made him feel good. Right now, he couldn't wait to see her in person. Just a few more weeks before he could see and hold her again. The L.A. show wasn't that far away. He'd get some family time tomorrow evening with Caleb, which wasn't nearly the same but he was excited about it as well.

As he talked to Sarah on speaker phone and got dressed again, he packed up his bag. Soon he would leave for the venue and he wasn't coming back here tonight. All he needed to do was pack up and his bags would magically be in Vancouver tonight. Sarah chuckled when he told her, she loved his cute and silly side.

Once he was ready to go, he left his hotel room open with the bar between the door and headed out of the building, meeting everyone outside. As always he shared an SUV with Jon.

"Ready?" He asked Jon as he got into the vehicle.
"Pretty sure I was born ready."
"Uhu, sure." Richie said. "Setlist is ready then?"
"Shut up." Jon grumbled.
Richie chuckled in response. "I have to ask you something though."
"Sure." Jon said, they could feel the car start moving, it wouldn't be a long drive.
Richie hurried and got his seatbelt on. "After our show in L.A., think the plane will have space for 3 extra people and a baby?"
"To Vegas?"
"Yeah. Ava wants to come for the weekend so I asked Sarah as well. She'd probably join us with Daniel for the remainder of the leg."
Jon got a little excited at that. "With Daniel? Of course, don't see why that'd be a problem. We like that kid."
"I'm pretty fond of him too." Richie agreed with him.
"Go for it, it'd be great to have them join us and we'll get to celebrate his birthday, right? What should I get him as a gift?" Jon said even more excited, actually looking forward to it.

Tuesday, May 7, 2019

Chapter 62

"What are you doing?"

He had accepted the call on his phone absentmindedly, then fumbled to put it on speakerphone as he couldn't hear what was being said.

"Are you okay?"

Finally, he collected his mind and was able to bring out a response.

"I'm here. I'm fine." He stumbled his words.
"Did I wake you up?"
He didn't want to let on he had been getting lost inside his own mind. "Yeah, I must have dozed off."
"I'm sorry." He could hear the honesty in her apology. "I can let you go back to sleep."
"No, no." His words were quick. Her voice is what he needed to hear. "What are you up to? Are you home?"
"I am. Do you want to see Daniel?" She asked, but the invite came as she said her next words. "We can video chat for a bit."

He accepted the invite and his call turned into a clear image of his son's face, who looked confused as to why a phone was being held in his face.

It made him smile. "Hey little buddy." He said, happy to see Daniel recognize him on the phone. "I love seeing you guys together." He said, smiling at his phone, glad the picture of two precious people was clear.
"We are excited to see you soon too. It's been a while since I got to see you perform. When is the L.A. show again?"
"The eleventh, it's a Friday so everyone can come."
She smiled back at him. "That would be fun too. The whole family but do we get you the day after?"

He looked for his itinerary, making the picture go small, into a corner of his phone so he could access the rest of its fuctions.

"Las Vegas the day after." He read, "we'll fly there in the afternoon so I'll probably be able to spend the night at home."
"You can make me eggs for breakfast." She said happily.
He shrugged as he chuckled. "Or you can make me eggs."
"Or..." she waited, "you can make me eggs."
"Or..." he waited, "you can come to Las Vegas for the weekend since we take a few days off there."
"That sounds like fun."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, I'd like that." She confirmed for him.
He nodded, liking the idea. "Great, I'll arrange it." He said excited, any family time he could squeeze in, he would.

As he enlarged the video chat screen again, he noticed how much time had gone by so unnoticed. He was starting to really enjoy the invention and ease of video chatting but nothing could replace the real thing. He knew tomorrow would be a busy day but right now, he felt happy and at ease. Sleep could wait.

He continued his conversation, even if she wasn't in the same room, seeing her and talking to her already made him feel much better than he had before.

Sometimes that was all he needed, someone to pull him out before reaching the bottom of the abyss.

"How's Noah doing?" He asked, he hadn't spoken to him in a few days and was curious what he was up to these days.
She looked up at the ceiling. "Probably upstairs in his room," She said, "I can go bug him for you." She suggested with a smile, almost getting up from the couch.
"No." He said quickly. "Let him be."
With a sigh, she sat down again. "Are you sure?" She asked with a smile on her face.
"Yeah, I'm sure. Leave him alone. I just wanted to make sure he was okay, we haven't texted as much as you and I do."
She shrugged. "He's been pretty much the same as usual," She explained, "Reading mostly, even at school, always has that ebook with him. I don't think he has many friends this year." A small frown and pout appeared on her face, as if she was sympathetic to his situation.
"He'll be alright. School only just started. Maybe some of his friends graduated last year already." He suggested. "Most of the kids in his honors classes were seniors after all. He'll make new ones soon enough." Richie said surely of his son bouncing back when given some time.

Even if he had an entirely different high school experience than Noah had, he could understand how easy it was to feel lonely in a crowded place. Reaching out wasn't always an easy thing to do.

"Hey, Ava?" He said to get her attention again as their conversation had stalled. He continued when she raised a questioning eye brow at him. "I love you." He reminded her.
That beautiful smile he loved appeared brightly on her face. "I love you too papa bear."

It's all he needed to come back to the surface were he was safe from his own mind.

Wednesday, May 1, 2019

Chapter 61

With each concert they performed, he gained more confidence in himself again. Why had he even been nervous for the first show? He knew what he was doing.

Being without the band for six months had left him a little uneasy about performing with them but the songs all came back to him and he easily got the hang of it again. His performance on stage was just fine but to himself it finally felt right again. The last four shows had gone smoothly. They easily transitioned into Every Road Leads Home To You in the middle of the setlist and Jon was okay with supporting him on guitar during the song instead of leaving the stage all together. This way, the song and the concert became more whole and part of the entire band.

They were heading back to Mexico where they would perform their rescheduled concert instead of going straight to Vancouver for a few days. Although he was looking forward to seeing Caleb, he didn't mind that it would be a few days later. Caleb was most likely busy with school after all and most university students weren't too big on hanging out with their father.

At least they could make it up to their Mexican fans, even if Tico had gone back home after his surgery instead of staying in Mexico, he preferred being closer to his wife and son. Soon enough he would join them again.

It was only the first week of the tour and already hotel rooms started to fade together. They all seemed the same once you'd been in them so very often. They were all comfortable, spacious rooms with a bed and lounge area, which was all he needed. Technically.

He'd been sitting in the hotel room for the last two hours, the pillows on the bed propped up behind his back. The room was quiet but his mind was not as he contemplated what he was doing here.

Two hours ago he finished dinner with Jon and they returned to the hotel.

It had been their day off after a travel day the day before. Tomorrow would be their last concert for their short South American tour.

Right now, he didn't know what he was doing or why he was doing it.

Dinner with Jon had been fine, the whole day had been fine. It had been a calm day, he slept in and had a late breakfast, most would call it lunch but he wasn't that technical about his meals or their times. Afterwards he video chatted Sarah and Daniel for a while and was happy to talk to them and catch up on everything they had been doing. He was proud to know Sarah had some time to continue studying, even while taking care of Daniel by herself. Seeing her always made him happy, even if the video quality wasn't as good as real life, he was always amazed at how beautiful she looked.

Afterwards he decided to continue the habit of video chatting and called Ava next. It was Saturday so he knew she would at least not be in school, he could call her anytime. He should have known better though as Ava was out for brunch with a friend. Ava always had a busy schedule of social activities, he was aware of that. Even when he was home, she was often out with friends or they were over at their house. It was nice to see Ava but after only a few minutes she decided to call him back later.

The rest of his afternoon he spent alone.

The thought of going down to the gym or pool had crossed his mind but the thought had not stayed much longer than that.

Most TV programs were in Spanish which wasn't helpful to him either. A word here or there that he knew wasn't sufficient to follow TV shows. There was always Netflix that he could watch on his laptop but he didn't feel like making a choice on what to watch and in the last week he had watched a lot of it already.

He kept to himself until his thoughts were disturbed by a knock at the door. For the first time in hours, he got up from the bed. As he moved, he noticed how stiff his body had become due to no movement.

At the door he found Jon, who invited him to come along for dinner with him. He tried to get out of it but Jon wasn't having it and waited for Richie to get ready before heading down to the hotel lobby where a car was already waiting for them.

He was amazed how Jon would always find them wonderful but small restaurants. The ones many people wouldn't think twice of but were a very nice quality. They could just as easily go to the upscale restaurants but the small places were always so much more appreciative of their clientele. Another benefit was the actual authentic food instead of food catered to foreigners tastes. If he was going to be in Mexico, he would much rather eat authentic Mexican food than a greasy burger he could find anywhere in the world.

It had been two hours since they left for dinner and here he was again, the same bed he had been sitting on all day.

His own thoughts were capturing him.

After his video calls, his phone had been silent for the rest of the day. Sarah was most likely kept busy by their little boy but he wondered what they were doing. Was Daniel finally walking? Were his teeth hurting him less? Had he said his first word yet? Noah was at home, he was sure of that much at least, most likely he was also in his room but his mind would be in an entirely different fantasy world of whichever book he would be reading by now. Had he finished the first Harry Potter book and continued on with the rest of the series? Then of course, Ava, always on his mind. She seemed alright when he spoke to her, was she doing better than when he had left a few weeks ago? Was she nervous for her driver's test next week? Did he have to go over how to parallel park with her again? He could tell her step by step just to remind her. What about her birthday? Was she excited for the exuberant event they had planned for her? Turning 16 was such a big step and he knew she was very excited for it but he was going to miss it while being in Washington Was she going to call him back today? At least he would see Caleb next week, since he had left for university, in a different country nonetheless, their conversations had turned to simple texts every couple of days. No more long conversations about guitars, melodies or lyrics.

Why was he here?

His iPhone on the night stand vibrated shortly, then started playing his ringtone.

What was he doing?