Carson

I scan my band members’ faces. “First, I want to apologize for the publicity storm you woke to this morning. I’m sorry my actions last night might have placed you in a negative light because of your association with me.”

Lying starfish-style on my bed, Eli raises his head. “Negative, dude. Your marrying Montana did not put a blemish on Communicable.” He scoffs. “There’s a bit of speculation, but your ‘Prince of Rock’ image remains ...