" In what way?" Saying stupid stuff like 'Bet he couldn't do this or that' kind of stuff, I told him to cut it out, and he thought I was defending the...guy. Beck just got super pissed off and just stopped everything." Sounds like typical Beck and his stupid temper," Jade mused while pouring Tori another drink."Yeah, I guess... But he grabbed his shirt and threw it on and I stood up to try and stop him from going and calm him down. And then..."Jade sat patiently, not wanting to rush Tori since. . I mean, could you? Could I... ?“All your expenses paid - all your clothes furnished.”“Jerry?”“We’re offering you the job, because you have all the contacts. You’dhave to make posters, and mail letters. You’d be on the phone for hours, any time we’re not on the road. You would earn your money, and you could make us rich, with all your contacts ... We’ll even give you a contract, if you’ll come with us.”“One more question.”“And?”“Would I get you? I’ve never had a man, and if I’m going to lay. I woke in the morning cold, clutching the dress they had buried her in ......Not sure why I started there, I mean it is a stupid place to start right? Now you already know how this ends. What the hell, to late now, let's see .... Let's go back about six months.I had just started a day gig at Arnold's Music as a guitar and music theory teacher. I did studio gigs and played with a couple of bands, always hoping. The teaching gig helped fill in the holes left by my bills.All this 'me time' didn't. I still remembered as a kid being taken by my father to meet a very elderly man who had, some sixty years earlier, been a famous baseball player from my father’s old hometown back in Illinois. Even back then, I was enough of a fan to be impressed by the old guy’s history, and I had been eager to talk to him. The old guy was nice to me and had patiently answered my (probably dumb) questions, and he’d given me a few trinkets associated with his long-ago baseball career -- including an autographed.