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"Planning to sing for your supper?" I ask.

Jax plucks at his guitar's strings. "For Sophie." He gives her a wink. "Because she's the best hostess."

She blows him a kiss.

"Any requests?" Jax asks.

"Yes." I lean in to tell him the song I have in mind, adding, "‘From me to you."

He shakes his head, grinning wide. "No, man, that one is definitely from me to you."

I pull Sophie onto my lap, and we make ourselves comfortable in a  low-slung chair as the guys fiddle with their instruments. Though I  rarely let it show, hearing my mates play, seeing their progression from  bumbling lads who could barely coordinate a sound to seasoned musicians  who create transcendent music, fills me with pride.         

     



 

Sophie lights up as they begin to play "With a Little Help From My Friends."

"Beatles for joy," I tell her softly.

Her head rests on my shoulder, and she places a hand over my heart. "And for love."

I close my eyes and let the music wash over me. "Always for love."





Thank You!