Fourth of July

Chapter 36

Omg I couldn't wait for this chapter bc they're in Detroit

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We had finished up the show in Ohio last night but tonight we had a show in Detroit. We were performing at Saint Andrew's Hall, down in the Shelter. I smiled, holding Miles in my arms when some fans walked up excitedly. I gave them autographs and took pictures with them, making sure to cover my son's face when I did so.

"Hey, Frank!" Evan called them and I walked off.

I wrapped Miles in the blanket a little tighter. Despite it getting warmer I was still worried that he was too cold and he might get sick.

"What's up?" I asked.

"We were just gonna go out and grab some food," Evan asked.

I nodded, joining up with the rest of them.

"You're my real daddy now," Gee said as he giggled.

"I am," I said. "And Miles is your baby brother."

"And Mia is my real mommy," he said.

"Well, no, she isn't your real mommy," I said.

"I wish she was," Gee said.

"Me too," I muttered under my breath.

A few blocks down we saw a pizza place. We sat down at a table with two pizzas and I sighed quietly.

"We really need to get a stroller for Miles," Jamia said, chuckling as she saw me hold Miles with one hand and eat with the other.

"But I like having him close to me, I feel safer with him here with me than in a stroller," I said. "I mean, Gee was taken out of his stroller."

"Just because it happened to him it doesn't mean it'll happen to Miles," she said.

"I know but...I just keep thinking about someone taking Miles and starving him and leaving him locked up like he's nothing," I mumbled. "It just terrifies me."

"Nobody is gonna let that happen to him," Jamia said. "We would all do anything and everything to keep him safe."

The others nodded in agreement and I smiled.

"Thank you, guys, I wouldn't even be able to be strong enough to raise him if it wasn't for you guys always here to help me," I said.

They all smiled and Gee looked over.

"Can I hold Miles?" He asked.

"Okay but clean the pizza grease off your hands first," I said.

He went to the bathroom, washing his hands before he came and sat next to me. I handed him Miles carefully and he cradled him in his arms.

"Make sure you support his head, be careful," I said.

Gee nodded, cooing down at Miles. We finished eating and headed back to the venue. Someone was waiting from an online blog requested to interview me. I held Miles, answering their rather generic questions. I expressed my love for music and for my kids and for my bandmates.

"I can take him for a bit," Evan offered.

Evan took Miles from me and I found Jamia by the stage as she talked with Alex.

"Hey, Mia, I was dumb and I accidentally locked my guitar case again and I can't find my key," I said.

"You're always doing that," Jamia said, rolling her eyes. "You can't shut it so fast, you know that it's broken and if you shut it too hard it automatically locks."