Bristol knew luck was a part of it, but Annie had genuine talent, too. “And sometimes it’s about being at the right place at the right time. Great find, Lizzy.” Bristol was rewarded with the first warm smile from her all night.

Chapter Five

“How is this happening?”

Annie could barely control her excitement. She muffled a scream into the palm of her hand and quickly looked in the back seat in case her outburst woke Peyton. Her sister reached over and squeezed her leg.

“It’s because you’re wonderful and you’re finally getting much deserved recognition. I’m so happy for you, baby sis. And don’t worry about anything. I’ll take care of your plants, Raven, and your mail. Whatever you need. When do they want you to start the tour?”

“In four days. I don’t know if I’m supposed to fly out to meet them or what. Her manager is supposed to meet with me tomorrow with the contract. Do I sign it? Should I have somebody look it over?”

“Of course you should sign it, but I can’t believe they wouldn’t let you seek professional advice first. I’m sure you’ll be able to forward it to your lawyer. Bristol isn’t going to screw you over.”

“I didn’t get that vibe either.” Annie looked out the window at the sparse traffic on the highway. It was a late night for all of them, but Annie didn’t think she could sleep tonight. Her dream, the one she’d never let blossom in her head because she never thought it was possible, was coming true. She pulled up her Instagram to see the comments on her quick post from earlier today when she informed her followers she would be opening for Bristol Baines. “Wow. My subscribers are so sweet. Listen to this. ‘Congratulations. Well deserved.’” She laughed. “Okay. Listen to this one. ‘Bristol Baines should be opening for you. Can’t wait to see your beautiful music climb the charts.’” She turned to face her sister in the darkness. “I can’t believe this is happening.”

Sarah’s voice lowered. “Mom and Dad would be so proud of you.”

That was a zinger to her heart. “Thanks, sis. I know they’re proud.”

“And we’re all proud of you, too. Oh, hell. Charley was probably your second biggest fan there,” Sarah said.

“I saw her dancing away. I love my family. You’re all so supportive.”

“Promise you’ll buy me a loaded SUV when you become as big and famous as Bristol,” Annie said. She patted the dashboard of the ten-year-old minivan lovingly. “But I will forever love you, Karen.”

“I’ve never understood that. Why Karen?”

“Because she’s temperamental and bossy and an overall pain in the ass.”

Annie laughed. “I promise to buy you the best car ever. You definitely deserve it.” Her phone dinged. It was Charley.