She was having one of the best weeks of her life. Twenty-four hours ago she had been invited to do two shows that not only paid her well but gave her massive exposure. Now she was getting ready to go on tour with Bristol Baines, and that was going to change her life. Last night onstage she didn’t mess up at all. Everything was on the line, even though it was the most frightening and the most exhilarating thing she had ever done.

Chapter Six

“I’m glad she had a lawyer look it over. It shows she’s smart and doesn’t want to get taken advantage of.” Bristol handed Lizzy the iPad. “Sign it. Accept the changes. We already told her she could film.”

Lizzy nodded and shot off an email to her lawyers. “I’m meeting with her before the set to go over some ground rules for being on the road.”

“Do you need me there?” Bristol hoped she didn’t sound desperate. Annie was cute and fun, and Bristol missed talking to new people.

“No. You rest up for tonight’s concert. We’re leaving as soon as possible. We have a long drive ahead of us,” Lizzy said.

“Do you ever sleep?”

Lizzy stopped typing and looked at Bristol. “I’ll sleep when I’m dead. Right now, I need to make sure you eat, rest, and save your voice for tonight. Another sold-out show ahead.”

Bristol hid the disappointment of not being invited but didn’t press. She’d have time with Annie over the rest of the tour, and Lizzy always knew what was best. From finding her as a kid to protecting her from slimeball producers like Denny Briggs, Lizzy had never steered her wrong. “Okay. Let me know if anything comes up.” Bristol sprawled out on the couch when Lizzy closed the door to her dressing room. She needed comfort so did the one thing she did when the world got heavy. She FaceTimed her mom.

“Hi, Mom.” Seeing her mom’s face on her screen melted away the stress.

“Hey, baby girl. How are you? Where are you?”

“We’re in Denver again tonight. We have tomorrow off, then New Mexico and Arizona for a few shows.”

“Are you resting enough?”

“It’s hard to sleep when the schedule is so grueling. I can’t wait until Labor Day. Then I’ll be home for good.”

“I can’t wait to see you. We’ll be at your concert here. And Reece is already making plans for the last one.”

“I got out for a bit yesterday. Lizzy found a new opening act since Ali had to bolt,” Bristol said.

“What happened to Ali?” Concern pinched her mother’s features. She’d met Ali several times over the years and even shared family recipes.