and could never be removed. I thought about his tattoo with my married name permanently on his skin, with him every day and every moment. I shook away the thoughts that I would have anything to worry about while he was traveling to do his job.
I scrolled down through my emails and was seeing what had come in since I last reviewed them. My mother wanted a day out and that I could surely do now. I had a few responses for some articles I wrote and submitted. That would keep me busy with writing work, plus the freelance income was always a perk. I saw that Thomas emailed me and I opened that one up. He said he wanted to let me know that he heard the band was traveling for a lengthy amount of time and if I needed a person to talk to or hang out with that he was always available for me. I smiled and closed that email. I was surely not going to reply to that one. Thomas still hung in the wings for he somehow thought there may be a possibility of us someday, but I knew that my heart was completely devoted to the greatest man. I missed Rand so much already. I leaned back and placed my hands to my chest and pulled them tightly over my heart and closed my eyes and breathed. A deep sigh released from my lips.
The first month the Rolling Isaac’s traveled went by so quickly for me. I got things arranged in the house, our house, and passed the time well. I was fully engaged with Cecile and the publishing house that liked my story with the band, that I finally titled Rock Notes . It was moving forward through their channels and Cecile keeping up with all the progress. It was looking very promising. This was good since I had worried that no publisher would want it. I had gotten out and had a few dinners with friends and also even joined my mother weekly for girl time. This morning I opened an email invite for a happy hour in the city that Jillian sent to me. Her friends at work were all heading out on Friday and it seemed like it might be fun. I hadn’t seen her as much as I liked this month as she had a client at work that demanded more attention which meant overtime hours, but if it all went well for her she would surely be compensated. She worked very hard at the marketing firm over the years and she would definitely be helpful to me as my friend and my personal marketing guru once Rock Notes was released. I replied back that I would join the happy hour and smiled at my screen.
When Friday came I awoke with a ring tone of none other than Rand calling me. “Hey my Love, morning.” He sounded very tired, but we continued to talk and mostly about how we missed one another so much. My eyes misted already as I lay in bed with his voice coming through the phone. “Rand, I am counting down each day till you’re back but how has it been going?”
“It’s been fun. The guys are keeping it upbeat. Killjoy and I have been practicing lots. We’re psyched about playing together here in Chicago, I heard it’s sold out already. Raeford’s still pissed that Killjoy will be taking over some of his sets but it’s only temporary, he doesn’t have to worry. I suppose Maxwell knows what he’s doing on the business end of things bringing Killjoy in for few spots. I showed Killjoy your picture. You now have another admirer. Killjoy and I were creating a few new tunes the other day and I really think I may have found my musical counterpart.” In talking about the collaboration with Killjoy, some of Rand’s exhaustion seemed to fade away. Rand sounded so excited and I was so glad that Killjoy was working out for them. I had never met Killjoy but I did hear there was a following of Killjoy’s music and the buzz was good. I meant to look Killjoy up online but hadn’t gotten to do that. If the band was happy that was a good thing.
“Just think, only twenty nine days and you will be back in my arms and our bed.” I said, trying to sound sexy.
“Madison, I think of that every day.” We talked for quite a while and I finally said that I was