Thatmeantshewouldn’thavetoliveoninstantnoodlesandteaeggsfortwomonths.Shewouldn’thavetostareatafttenedwalletandcalcuteherlifedowntothest.
Iteveshecould—ifshewanted—buyabettersetofimportedbassstrings.
“Andthat’snotall.”Eliancaughttheshiftinherexpressionandpressedharder.“Ialsoknowyourfamily’sstriightsandweekendsareallcramschool.Ifyousayyes,Ihandleyourmomayouexcusedfromcsses.I’llmakesureyoodgirl’imagedoesn’tcrack.”
Crabitdownonherlowerlip.
Theofferwastootemptiingenoughthatshecouldito.
Thiswasageniusguitarist’sall-ingambleforanationalpetition.
AnditwasalsoaTianmurichkid’sbright,deliberatetrap—hisfingersclosingpreciselyaroundtheoalweaknessofabrokebassist.
CralookedintoElian’sfidenteyes.
Anddeepinsideher,therebellioussoulshe’dkeptsuppressedforyearsbegantohowl—violent,impatieobreakoutofthecageofreason.
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