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eighties. That was one of the more popular styles. Long and curly, and always down over one eye.”
    “Did you wear your hair like that?” Kaitlyn asked with a grin as she sat at the table. As long as she’d known Drew, her hair had been short, but long on top and always in her eyes. It was nearly all gray, but the style still gave her the appearance of someone who grayed prematurely. It was Drew’s height that had first caught her eye. At only five feet, Kaitlyn felt like everyone towered over her; Drew was only an inch taller. She would’ve liked to say that it was Drew’s blue eyes that captured her next, but in truth, it was how she filled out her jeans. Kaitlyn’s grin stayed on her face as she admired that rear end as it moved around the kitchen.
    “I tried, but my hair is too straight, and I got tired of perming the shit out of it.” Drew set a bowl of soup in front of Kaitlyn.
    Kaitlyn’s empty growling stomach caused her to be rude, and she grabbed her spoon and began eating before Drew joined her. She smiled apologetically and mumbled around a mouthful, “Sorry.” She took another bite and swallowed before attacking the bread with the same gusto. “So tell me about Ash.”
    Drew repeated the story as Kaitlyn ate and listened intently. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m not minimizing the fact that someone died, but I still can’t understand the big deal.”
    “Well, it’s a big deal to Ash,” Drew said, rolling her eyes. “She copes by ignoring things, and the bad thing is that Erica’s the same way. I don’t think Ash is going to be able to ignore this any longer now that it’s all out, and frankly, I don’t want her to. She needs to meet this head-on.”
    Kaitlyn took her empty bowl to the stove and refilled it, then did the same with Drew’s. “I know all the head shrinkers say that denial is not a good way to handle things, but it seemed to work for her so far.”
    “You sound just like Ash,” Drew said as she accepted her bowl from Kaitlyn. “From what I’ve read, Ash was extremely talented. Did you know she wrote their hit? She can’t keep that gift locked away. It’s a part of who she is.”
    “You’ve certainly been doing your research. What else have you learned?”
    “The band is still together. They play at a local club a couple times a month. Chantal, the drummer, maintains the Web site.” Drew started speaking rapidly. “All of the original members are still together, except for Ash, of course. Chantal is really nice, and they’re not recording—”
    “Nice?” Kaitlyn’s spoon froze between the bowl and her mouth. “Did you contact her?”
    Drew smiled sheepishly and shrugged. “Maybe.”
    “Drew Talbot! I cannot believe you.”
    Drew’s face colored as she looked at Kaitlyn as innocently as she could. “I couldn’t help myself. I saw the site, then the e-mail address. My fingers were moving before I knew what I was doing. I told her that we saw a video of theirs recently, and I looked up their Web site. When she called, I couldn’t keep my mouth closed.”
    Kaitlyn’s spoon fell to the table with a clatter. Her mouth moved, but only a squeak came out.
    Drew reached over and grabbed Kaitlyn’s arm with a pleading look. “She was so excited. They’ve been looking for Ashleigh for a long time.”
    Kaitlyn held up a finger. “Stop speaking, it’s getting worse with every word.”
    “Don’t be mad at me, Katie. I couldn’t help myself. You know I’m like a dog with a bone sometimes.” Drew stood and followed Kaitlyn as she paced around the kitchen. “This is not a bad thing—”
    “Honey, it’s an invasion of Ashleigh’s privacy and Erica’s too for that matter,” Kaitlyn said incredulously. “They may kill us both.”
    “Chantal is giving us a backstage pass for Saturday night. Free drinks and a reserved table for the show. Can we go?”
    Kaitlyn looked as if all the air escaped her lungs. “Well, yeah,” she said calmly and put her hands to