Close Relations. Lynsey Stevens

long.’ Jarrod shoved his hands in his pockets. ‘I guess you’ve been practising. How’s the band going?’

      ‘Just great.’ Lockie’s eyes lit up. ‘Did Georgia tell you I’ve pulled off a fantastic booking? At the Country Music Club. It used to be Rusty’s. Remember it?’

      Jarrod nodded.

      ‘It could be a major stepping-stone to-well, to anything. The sky’s the limit.’ Lockie rubbed his hands together. ‘If we make a good impression at the Country Music Club we could hit the big time. What do you say, Georgia?’

      ‘Nashville here we come,’ Georgia remarked drily, and Lockie pulled a face at her.

      ‘Very funny, Georgia. You aren’t giving this the right amount of reverence. But don’t worry-I won’t bear a grudge.’

      ‘And, let me guess, you’ll never forget the little people?’ Jarrod smiled at him, reviving old memories. ‘When’s the big event?’

      ‘Friday night.’ Lockie beamed at him and sat on the arm of a chair. ‘How about coming along and lending a bit of moral support?’

      ‘Sure.’

      ‘Great! It will be good to know at least one person will be clapping, won’t it, Georgia?’

      ‘One?’ Jarrod’s smile still lingered on his mouth and Georgia swallowed. ‘Three, counting Georgia and Morgan, don’t you mean? I suppose the whole family will be there.’