Fourth of July

Chapter 40

I held Gee's hand, walking into the store with him. He sat in the cart while I pushed it around. Gee swiped a box of candy off the shelf and I sighed as I grabbed it and put it back. I grabbed some diapers and formula as well as a package of three pacifiers. I grabbed some boxes of cereal and ingredients for dinner.

"Daddy, where's Miles?" Gee asked.

"He's at home with Mommy, you know that," I said.

Gee smiled and I went to the checkout counter to pay for everything. Gee helped me carry bags out to the car and I buckled him in. We got home and I looked around, setting the bags on the counter. I walked downstairs where there was music playing and smiled. Jamia was sleeping on the couch with Miles. Miles was awake and he cooed at me. I picked him up, carrying her with a blanket. I went up to the living room and smiled as I kneeled in front of Miles with him on the ground.

"Hey, Baby Boy," I cooed. "You're so adorable. Can you say Da Da? Say Da Da!"

Miles laughed and I gasped.

"Oh my god, you laughed," I said. "You actually laughed!"

Miles laughed, kicking his feet. Jamia's phone rang and I answered.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hello, may I speak to Jamia Nestor?" The man asked.

"Yeah, hold on," I said.

I frowned in confusion and went downstairs, shaking her awake.

"Mia, Mia wake up," I said softly. "Someone's on the phone for you."

She mumbled something and sat up, taking the phone. I went upstairs, looking down at Jamia curiously as she talked. Miles cooed, rolling over onto his stomach. He picked his head up and looked at me, cooing softly.

"Hey, there, cutie," I said. "What kind of trouble are you getting into?"

His head wavered and I caught it just before he nose-dived to the floor. He laughed and I picked him up. I carried him downstairs where Mia just got off the phone.

"Guess what, Miles is laughing," I said.

"Really?" Jamia gasped. "Come on, sweetheart, laugh for me."

Miles just gurgled and I kissed the top of his head.

"Who was on the phone?" I asked.

"That was an amazing opportunity," she said.

"What does that mean?" I asked with a small chuckle.

"It means that Frnkiero andthe Cellabration is going to be the opening act on tour with Fall Out Boy," she said.

I gasped, shaking my head.

"No, y-you did not," I denied. "Holy shit! That's amazing!"

I gave her a hug but then frowned.

"Wait, no," I mumbled. "I can't go on tour, wh-who brings a three month old baby on tour? That's gotta be child abuse or something, I'd be such a shitty parent to bring him."

"You wouldn't be in a van, you would have an actual tour bus," she said. "It would only be a couple of weeks, just about a month and a half, two months. And this is an amazing opportunity for you and the rest of the band. It's a U.S. headline tour, you're going to travel all around the country playing at huge venues."

"Fall Out Boy is a pretty big band," I said. "They're famous, way bigger than us, h-how did you get this?"

"Well, I heard through the record label that they were going on tour again and I got in touch with their manager and sent them your album and they loved it," she said.