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“I’m Cash and I’m apparently your teacher for the next hour.”

Pride fills my chest as I watch him show the students a few chords on the guitar. He’s patient and gentle with them. He would make a great teacher.

He glances up at me and winks.

My heart bursts with love for him as the truth finally sinks in. He didn’t leave me to become a rockstar. He’s told me time and time again he didn’t leave to become famous, but I didn’t believe him. Not until now. He left me because my mom wanted to control my life and everyone in it.

I’m going to have to deal with my mother and her betrayal someday, because what she did is not okay. All this time I’ve bent over backwards to try and gain her approval. I’mbeginning to realize she’ll never approve of me. Never love me unconditionally the way a mother should.

But those problems are for another day. For now, I’ll enjoy watching Cash teach some high schoolers how to play the guitar. I couldn’t be prouder of the man he’s become.

Chapter 25

Crash and burn – what happens whenever Dylan is near Virginia

Cash

“You ready?” I ask Indy as I open the door for her and escort her outside.

She grins up at me. “Winter Falls’ festivals are the best.”

I shut the door behind us before grasping her hand, and we begin walking toward Main Street.

“I hope you’re okay with the band joining us,” I mutter when I notice my bandmates coming our way on the sidewalk.

“Of course, it’s okay. They’re your friends.”

“What a weird way to say pain in the ass.”

She elbows me. “Be nice.”

“Hey, Indigo,” Dylan greets her with a kiss and I growl at him. He chuckles. “You’re too easy.”

I wrap an arm around Indy and pull her near. “Get your own girl.”

“Nah. We travel around too much.”

The happiness bleeds from Indy’s face at Dylan’s reminder of how our lives are not of the typical ‘nine-to-five and home every night’ variety. I glare at him, but he shrugs. Asshole. I’ll get him back.

“What are we doing today anyway?” Jett asks.

“It’s Eostare,” Indy says.

“Do you mean Easter?” Gibson asks.

She giggles. “This is Winter Falls. They wouldn’t have a festival for anything as normal as Easter.”

“I’ll bite. What’s Eostare?” Jett asks.

“According to my students who were appalled I didn’t know the legend, Eostre is the fertility goddess of humans and crops.She mated with the solar god of the spring, Equinox, and nine months later gave birth to a god child.”

Jett perks up. “I want to be the solar god of the spring.”

“I don’t think you choose to be a god. I think you’re chosen,” Indy says.

“We’ll see,” he sings as we continue toward Main Street where the festival is happening.

We round the corner and skid to a halt. “What the hell?”

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