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wanting to make it an awkward introduction for him, and then turned to Ryan for the next part of the story.
    “Okay, asshat, so where’s the fire?” Carter finally asked Ryan.
    “Well, Hayden rolled into town last night looking for a job. The kid’s good - damn good on guitar and vocals. I wanted the band to have a chance to hear him before we try to hook him up with Cash or anything at the studio.” Ryan knew the kid had skills worth their time.
    “Well, all right. Let’s hear what ya’ got, kid.” Gunner seemed all for it.
    Hayden and Ryan started playing a few of the band’s newer songs, and the rest of them were in awe of the way Hayden picked them up but still put his spin on them which gave their music a fresh new sound. Ryan let Hayden play several of his songs of his own and backed him up. With only a few songs out of the way, Carter and Gunner both decided they needed to ramp-up the sound, so they joined the two playing. Luckily, Ryan had extra guitars so Carter could play and Gunner never went anywhere without some sticks in his truck.
    Gunner stood when the doorbell sounded returning with several pizza boxes and beer. “Good idea I had, huh?”
    “Dude, how’d you get beer delivered?” Carter asked as he popped one open.
    “I have my sources,” Gunner smirked. “When you order pizza from the same place long enough, you don’t even have to tell them what to bring, just how many.” The group continued only taking a break to eat or when needed.
    When a song came together, it was videoed on Gunner’s phone in the off chance they needed to let someone else listen to it. The laughter rang out from the group when they picked up or added a riff or beat to their music in a way they never played it before.
    “Well, what do y’all think?” Ryan asked the other two members.
    “Dude, this is some of the best jamming we’ve done in a while,” Gunner added between songs that didn’t flow together as many of them did.
    Carter spoke up. “That was fucking awesome. You have mad skills on guitar, but your playing doesn’t come close to what you can do with your voice. Where did you learn to play and sing?
    “Most of what I know my grandpa taught me. We sang together for most of my life so I guess you could say, he taught me how to sing and play. My music teacher in high school helped me with guitar after my grandpa. The teacher taught me all I know about how to read and write music.”
    Ryan was glad to hear Hayden’s back stories because he knew they helped Hayden get where he was in life. Ryan could tell from Hayden’s demeanor he was excited to tell them.
    “Well, Dude, I think you did your grandpa and teacher proud tonight with us because I think you have a real future in the music business. I hope Cash sees it that way, too.”
    The group was in consensus, and all started speaking at the same time throwing out ideas as to what they thought would be good for the kid to work toward. It was all a lot for Hayden to digest at once but he listened to everything they had to say.
    “You got any more songs that you know we might consider using? We’re always looking for more music that plays into our style, and I would say everything you’ve played is adaptable to something Assured Distraction would consider.” Ryan asked Hayden when the talk died down some. Ryan’s question sparked another round of music.
    By midnight, they all decided to call it a night and head back to their homes. Gunner told them all goodbye then turned and gave a puzzled look at Ryan. “Hey, Ryan, where’s Krissy? I would have thought you’d be making animal noises with her all night.” When Ryan looked at Gunner, his face said it all. “Oh, Fuck. What did you do now, dumbass?”
    “Fucking hell! Where’s my phone? Call it, someone, please?” Carter called it but there was no sound in the room. “Shit, shit, shit! It’s got to be here somewhere because I texted y’all from it before I started playing.” He