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screwing with him, God knows he deserved it, but otherwise the anonymity was one of the perks of being a voice actor, that and the obscene amounts of money he’d made.
    “I don’t want to know, Damo, Dame. Damn.”
    “Not even if it’s helping me out?”
    She drummed her nails on the metal tabletop. He could feel the heat reflecting off it sharply on his face. That’d get rid of his recording studio tan.
    “Trill?”
    She groaned. “This is going to be some made up thing again. Because you think I’m pathetically holding on to a dream that’s long passed me by.”
    He shook his head. “No, you brat.”
    “Why wouldn’t you think that? Look at you—rich and famous.”
    He made a downward gesture with his hand, hoping she’d lower her voice. “Lucky. I got lucky, and I preferred it when you called me emo.”
    “Lucky!”
    So much for hand gestures. That set the dog off again.
    “What did you earn this year? It’s got to have an amazing amount of zeroes behind a big fat honking prime.” More fingernail drumming. “It’s like an insult for you to say you were lucky.”
    He sighed. “It was luck to be born with this voice and luck to meet Ben Pinetti when I did. Seriously, big time lucky.” He wanted to reach over and shake the truth into her. “I’d be just like you otherwise, working my guts out, hoping for a break.”
    She made a sound of disgust like a spitball spat wet on the pavement. “I should give up; get a real job before it’s too late for me to find something better than retail or working behind a bar. Look at Angus, he stopped hoping to be the next Keith Richards. Look at Jamie, he’s not trying to be Timberland or Eminem, he’s a freaking bean counter, he’s on the partner track for God’s sake. Everyone else got over it, everyone moved on except me.”
    He reached over the table for her hand but she dodged it and he got hot metal under his fingertips. They were airborne but the flight plan was all wrong. In the middle distance a snow-covered mountain range approached and they were on collision course.
    He sat back, hands to his thighs. He wasn’t sure how to help her through this. He was lucky, and every day he was thankful for it; for the ease it gave him, for the decisions he didn’t have to make because there was money to smooth every path. Angus and Jamie were pragmatists, they had moved on, but found ways to keep the music they loved in their lives. Sam was a plumber before he picked up a set of sticks and worked out how to use them.
    God, if Taylor would just move in, she’d never have to worry about working, she could focus on singing until she wanted to focus on something else, not out of defeat, but out of desire.
    “Do you want to hear me out or have you already decided to hate what I have to say?”
    “Yeah that.”
    “I think you should move in with me.”
    “You’ve got to be kidding. I knew you were lonely.”
    Mountain range dead ahead. “I’m not kidding or lonely. The house is empty half the time and that’s just dumb. You’d be doing me a favour.”
    “Why are you staying home for months? Is there something wrong with you, do you need help? Is that why you’re asking me because why didn’t you just say that?”
    Pull up, pull up. “Shit, Trill.” Mayday. Mayday. “There’s nothing wrong with me. I’m exhausted. I need time off to rest. I’ve got a full calendar of jobs booked for next year. The house will be empty. I thought it was smart to have someone I trusted live in it.”
    “Why? You have an alarm system.” Those words were folded arms and stiff spine.
    His were frustration. “It’s an empty house.”
    “I’d have to pay you rent, same as where I am now.”
    “No you wouldn’t, that’s the whole point.”
    “You’re going to be late.”
    He fingered his watch face. She was right. He went for his wallet, felt around for a folded twenty and threw on the table, more than enough to cover their two coffees. “We’re not finished with