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asked whose idea that was, he surprised me by saying Mr. Neumann had made the decision on his own after looking up our schedule online. My heart lightened a bit, hoping that meant the homecoming wouldn't be as tense as she expected. I let her know the details as we crammed her purchases into the saddlebags on my bike.
I watched Rain in total awe that night as she commanded the audience. It may have been one of the best performances of the tour, with the exception of If You Only Knew. We debated pulling it from the set list for the night but Rain shot us down. It was a new song that had been receiving airtime on radio stations around the country and we had several stops where we performed an acoustic version live as part of a radio tour.
So many things I wish I could say,
So many things I wish you knew...
When her voice faltered at the end of the second line in the song, I moved so I was beside her, brushing my thigh against her leg. I leaned into her microphone, singing the words I had written for her, knowing she had no clue how fitting the song was on so many levels that night.
We pulled out of Des Moines as soon as we were able to break away from the VIP Lounge we had committed to hosting backstage. We would have left sooner, as Jon had wanted, if not for the fact that I was trying to keep things as normal for Rain as possible.
"Come on, Rain. We all know you're one of the toughest bitches out here, but we want to be there for you." It was likely a losing battle, but I was determined to keep fighting a little at a time.
"Absolutely not," she snapped. The look in her eyes told me I was pressing too hard. I didn't care; time was running out with every mile that passed. "Trust me when I say it's the last place you guys want to be. Think I'm kidding? Take a look at me when I walk off this bus."
She was talking about the fact that she wouldn't resemble the woman I knew and loved when she was at home but I didn't care. Rain Maxwell could be wearing a potato sack covered in cow manure and it wouldn't change the way I felt about her.
"You shouldn't have to do this alone. You don't have to do this alone," I whispered as I wrapped my arms around her. "When was the last time you were home?" I hadn't told her much about what Mark and I had talked about. He shared some vital information after making me promise I would let the family be the ones to tell her.
Rain broke down, telling us about the last time she had been face to face with her family. It sounded pretty brutal. I couldn't help but wonder if it was as bad as she made it out to be or if it was a case of her taking things the wrong way. Given what I knew now, I had to think it was the latter. I was furious with Mark for not telling her how her mother felt sooner, for not pushing them to reconcile.
I felt Rain shift in the bed next to me as the alarm on her phone started going off under her pillow. She lifted my arm, thinking I was still asleep and I let her. It was going to be a rough morning for her and I still wasn't sure whether it would be best to leave her alone or get up and sit with her.
I could hear her talking to Sean, our bus driver, when she left the bedroom. She sounded hollow. When she came back to the bedroom to get dressed, I couldn't stand it anymore. "Hey, you taking off soon?"
"Yeah, about forty minutes now. Go back to sleep. You'll be worthless tonight if you get up this early." Even if it wasn't for my racing mind, I wouldn't have gone to sleep. I hated the fact that I was keeping secrets from her, even if there was a good reason.
"I'll come out with you. I can sleep the rest of the way to Denver." I pulled a pair of jeans out of the closet and pulled them on. With two cups of coffee in hand, I sat across from her at the dining table.
Drama wasn't something Rain normally did, but she was obsessed with "the transformation," as she called it, from Rain Maxwell into Maddie Neumann. I knew she wasn't going to look the
I watched Rain in total awe that night as she commanded the audience. It may have been one of the best performances of the tour, with the exception of If You Only Knew. We debated pulling it from the set list for the night but Rain shot us down. It was a new song that had been receiving airtime on radio stations around the country and we had several stops where we performed an acoustic version live as part of a radio tour.
So many things I wish I could say,
So many things I wish you knew...
When her voice faltered at the end of the second line in the song, I moved so I was beside her, brushing my thigh against her leg. I leaned into her microphone, singing the words I had written for her, knowing she had no clue how fitting the song was on so many levels that night.
We pulled out of Des Moines as soon as we were able to break away from the VIP Lounge we had committed to hosting backstage. We would have left sooner, as Jon had wanted, if not for the fact that I was trying to keep things as normal for Rain as possible.
"Come on, Rain. We all know you're one of the toughest bitches out here, but we want to be there for you." It was likely a losing battle, but I was determined to keep fighting a little at a time.
"Absolutely not," she snapped. The look in her eyes told me I was pressing too hard. I didn't care; time was running out with every mile that passed. "Trust me when I say it's the last place you guys want to be. Think I'm kidding? Take a look at me when I walk off this bus."
She was talking about the fact that she wouldn't resemble the woman I knew and loved when she was at home but I didn't care. Rain Maxwell could be wearing a potato sack covered in cow manure and it wouldn't change the way I felt about her.
"You shouldn't have to do this alone. You don't have to do this alone," I whispered as I wrapped my arms around her. "When was the last time you were home?" I hadn't told her much about what Mark and I had talked about. He shared some vital information after making me promise I would let the family be the ones to tell her.
Rain broke down, telling us about the last time she had been face to face with her family. It sounded pretty brutal. I couldn't help but wonder if it was as bad as she made it out to be or if it was a case of her taking things the wrong way. Given what I knew now, I had to think it was the latter. I was furious with Mark for not telling her how her mother felt sooner, for not pushing them to reconcile.
I felt Rain shift in the bed next to me as the alarm on her phone started going off under her pillow. She lifted my arm, thinking I was still asleep and I let her. It was going to be a rough morning for her and I still wasn't sure whether it would be best to leave her alone or get up and sit with her.
I could hear her talking to Sean, our bus driver, when she left the bedroom. She sounded hollow. When she came back to the bedroom to get dressed, I couldn't stand it anymore. "Hey, you taking off soon?"
"Yeah, about forty minutes now. Go back to sleep. You'll be worthless tonight if you get up this early." Even if it wasn't for my racing mind, I wouldn't have gone to sleep. I hated the fact that I was keeping secrets from her, even if there was a good reason.
"I'll come out with you. I can sleep the rest of the way to Denver." I pulled a pair of jeans out of the closet and pulled them on. With two cups of coffee in hand, I sat across from her at the dining table.
Drama wasn't something Rain normally did, but she was obsessed with "the transformation," as she called it, from Rain Maxwell into Maddie Neumann. I knew she wasn't going to look the
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