By the time all the meetings were done, it was after three p.m. We settled down in the studio to perfect the last two songs in preparation for the onslaught of media attention, if I knew my girl. Ryan had done a fantastic mix on the tracks, James's production was spot on, and the expressions on the faces of Lexi and Jonah made it all worthwhile.
When I picked up my guitar and pulled the strap over my head, I glanced around at the ultra-modern studio my sexy little woman had designed and built, and my heart almost burst with pride at how tenacious she'd been in her support of us. Her backing had been crucial, and I knew that without her, and her brothers' legacies, I'd have been forgotten by the music industry to a large extent.