Storm Damage: Storm the City, Book Three

By E.C. Foscante

Mindy May Millner is the new Storm Queen. Along with her singing partner, Tiger Lilly, they push their new Storm Band to major successes, just as outside forces seek to destroy their relationship.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Feb 20, 2015
• ISBN: 9781483550572

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Miracle

RESURRECTION

Chapter One   Doubts

The sound of leather shoes on hardwood floor was unmistakable. She listened as the sound got closer, but didn’t look up until it stopped. Hi, Tony, she said in a subdued voice.

Hey, Min. My foreman tells me you’ve been sitting here for hours.

Best seat in the house. Row one, seat one. Too bad there’s nothing playing.

Mindy, your stage is finished. Your theater is ready. All you need is your cast.

I know. But I’m coming to realize I may not have one.

Tony carefully got down from the stage and sat down beside her. You look like you have a lot on your mind. Care to talk?

She folded her hands on her lap. Things are such a mess I don’t know where to start.

Then start right here. Where’s your band?

I haven’t called them back yet. I’m almost afraid to. I’ve been keeping them informed on progress on the theater, but feedback has been less than enthusiastic. I’m getting the feeling many of them don’t want to come back. I may not have a band, Tony, and I’ve made promises to Amanda that I may not be able to keep.

Her death made them very rich. Amanda was very generous with her personal fortune. Some may think that they are done with Storm now that she’s gone and it’s time to move on.

That’s probably a big part of it. But another part is no loyalty to me. Some in the band considered me as one of the Troupe and not a co-leader.

That really makes no sense. Didn’t you lead that band all across the country when Amanda did her rehab? Didn’t you co-star in your trip across Europe?

Sure. But in the end they always came back to Amanda. She was always the focus. She always kept them in line. It was her band. I was just part of it.

He really loved this kid as much as his own daughter. He wished he had better advice to give her. You need to start making music again. That usually brings everybody together. It’s going to be at least another month before I get the sound room done here, but you still have the setup in the Red Piano, right? When she didn’t answer, he asked what was wrong at her night club.

I still have it locked up.

He tried his best to be a dad. Honey, I know it’s going to hurt to go in there, but you just can’t ignore a big part of your company.

Tony, she hesitated. Tony, her blood is still on the stage floor. She paused again, but he gave her time to finish what she wanted to say. Tony, I cannot stand the thought of her blood being mopped up and rinsed out in a big, yellow, janitor’s bucket. That thought just makes me physically sick. I can’t let that happen to her.

He couldn’t think of a reply.

And speaking of blood, I met with corporate this morning, and we are just bleeding money. This rebuild, all the medical bills from the bus crash, salaries, animal hospitals, charter music schools, and some other children’s charities, are draining the treasury. The only income we have going now are rents from the strip mall and fees from the parking garage. Album sales are flat after the big surge when Amanda died. But our other album remains unfinished and I’m not sure it will ever get done. The big money maker was the Palermo Club. But she gave that away.

I thought that was her own private property.

It was. But she put much of the profit back into the company as caretaker. All the rent from the thirty-two apartments as well. Now Emma has it all. And she deserves it. I’m just saying it was a big chunk of income that kept Storm Enterprise in the black.

You have your hands full, young lady.

I do. I hadn’t realized what a sharp businesswoman Amanda was. She was such a mess sometimes, I don’t know how she did it. Must have learned from her dad.

Nope. Not from me. Not my business methods.

But I am smart enough to know that I need to get Storm Works back together and back out on the road or there won’t be a Storm Enterprise in a few months. I just need the courage to get it all restarted. Like I said, I’m afraid there may be nothing to restart.

And that brings us back to where we started. Mindy, you know what you have to do. Stop putting it off. Call them all back and see what you’ve got. That’s the only way you can see yourself forward.

I know. I guess I just needed to hear it out loud. I have no one to talk to but myself. And I get tired of her sometimes, too.

Tony got out of his seat and put his hand out. Mindy took it and got up, too. Young lady, you have my personal phone. You will always have me to talk to. You are my only link to Amanda. You are part of my family. You will never be alone.

She took a deep breath and then wrapped herself around him. I’m lost without her, Tony. Don’t let me slip away. I’m not half as strong as she was even on her worse days.

He pulled her back and held her shoulders. Then do what she always did. Get back to your music. Find the band that wants the same things you want and get back to your music. You’ll find your way then.

You’re right. Thank you, Tony.

He kissed her on the cheek. I’ll see you later.

Hey, speaking of putting things off. When am I taking you to Oklahoma?

Soon, Sweetie. Soon.

He started walking away but then stopped and looked at the stage. He turned back around and asked Mindy, If I could fix your Red Piano dilemma, would you reopen?

Yes, but you know how I feel.

He walked back to her but faced the stage. We replaced the warped wood in this stage. What if we cut out the flooring at the Red Piano and replaced it?

What would you do with the boards?

Honey, that’s up to you. Have a small ceremony and bury or burn them. But it wouldn’t be washed away down a drain.

I could burn them along with her bloody shirt.

Mindy, you still have her clothes?

From the coroner. I couldn’t throw them out either.

Mindy. You have got to move on. You can’t keep this stuff. She won’t be forgotten if these memories go away. They are memories we shouldn’t keep.

I know, I know.

He kissed her on the cheek again. I’ll take care of the Red Piano. And I’ll wrap the boards carefully. You think of what you want to do with them, and remember, keeping them is not an option. Okay?

Okay. I won’t. Thank you, Tony. For all your help. Especially the talk.

We’ll get together soon and have a drink and celebrate the band getting back together.

I didn’t know you were such an optimist. But I’ll look forward to it.

He left her standing there looking over the stage and wondering. Music. She needed music to think. She climbed up on the stage but then hesitated. Which piano? Even little decisions seemed hard to make. But she walked to her own brown piano and sat at the keyboard. She began to play nothing in particular and let her mind wander.

Twenty minutes later she had a plan. She used her cell to call corporate payroll and gave the manager very specific instructions. Then she used her phone to send an e-mail to the Company. She informed them that they would all meet at the theater next Monday, no excuses. That gave them a week to decide if they were still part of Storm Works. She would give them another chance on that Monday.

When she got back to her condo, Mindy sat in the recliner with a cup of hot tea and called her agent, Adler Manning. She informed him of her plans and he wasn’t too happy with them, but at the same time, knew Mindy had to do what she was about to do. Whatever happened, he knew he would have different clients come Monday afternoon. He would wait for her call.

Before they hung up, Adler reminded her of her two events this week. Her first public events since Amanda’s funeral. She had an interview with a weekly entertainment magazine on Wednesday, and an appearance at a car show on Long Island on Friday. Under normal circumstances these would be fun events. But these events would be firsts. Her first interview after losing her best friend, and her first attempt at a song at the car show festivities. Adler would pick her up and stay with her for both.

So, now what? She felt differently as she sat there. Now that certain things were in motion and she had actual plans for her near future, she felt restless along with lonely. She looked at the time. She wanted to go out for dinner instead of frozen meals or salad at home. She wanted to go to the Palermo Club. She would, after a nap.

At the door of the restaurant, Cassandra saw her before she got halfway through. Cassy just wrapped her up in a big hug. The fuss at the front door was noticed by quite a few people. No one had seen the tall redhead in two months. Mindy, it is so good to see you again. We’ve all missed you around here. What can we do for you tonight, food or drink?

Honestly, I haven’t been out in a while. I could sure use a good dinner and some wine. Do you have a table open?

Amanda’s table is always open. Is that okay?

It is, Cassy, thanks.

All eyes in the restaurant followed Mindy Millner as Cassandra led her to Amanda’s back, corner booth. She looked good, her hair was longer. But she was alone.

Cassandra had gone directly to the kitchen, and it wasn’t long before that wonderful old man appeared carrying a bottle of wine. Mindy started to choke up. She got up and hugged Mario with her eyes tightly closed trying to hold back the tears. Customers had stopped eating. They were watching this unfolding event.

Mario held her face in both his hands. They smelled like basil. Young lady, it’s about time you came out of seclusion. A lot of people are worried about you. They’ve seen this tragedy played out before with someone else they loved. They don’t want you going over the edge like Amanda once did. How are you, Sweetie?

She wiped her eyes with her hands. She still didn’t use much makeup. I think I’ll be okay, Mario. I know how many people care. I’ll take care of myself.

You better or you’ll have people on your doorstep ready to intervene.

I’ll be good, Mario. I promise.

Excellent. But I’ll hold you to that. Now what can I cook for you tonight?

My mouth is watering for your ravioli dish.

And that’s what it shall be. He opened and poured her wine, kissed her on the cheek, and went back to his kitchen to create a special meal.

As she sat and drank her wine, Cassy brought breadsticks and a small salad. She wondered about what Mario had said. Just who really cared? Who would check up on her if she dropped out? She couldn’t really think of anyone who would care that much except for her mother. She called twice a week. No one else did.

Hi. Mind if I join you?

Hi, Emma. I would love it.

Emma slid into the booth opposite Mindy. Cassandra brought another wine glass. No thanks, Cass, I’m working.

Baloney, Emma, said Mindy. You’re always working. I haven’t seen you in months. Join me. Please.

Emma gave Cassy a nod, and she poured her half a glass. They both clinked glasses and took a drink. Emma asked, So what have you been up to? I haven’t seen or heard a thing about the band.

Well, you should hear something after next Monday. I’m finally bringing them back together.

Why does that not sound as good as it should?

Because I honestly don’t think they want to get back together. Their true leader is gone. So is their desire. I don’t think I have a band. At least not this one.

Oh. Mindy, I’m sorry.

I spent the whole month undecided as to what to do, then it hit me. No matter what happens, I made promises to Amanda that I intend to keep. I either do it with this band or I create a new Storm. Either way, Amanda’s music will be heard.

Emma smiled and raised her glass. Well, then. To Amanda and her music and her forever partner who will share it with the world. They clinked their glasses again and finished the wine.

Mindy’s food was served and she asked Emma to stay and talk. She needed the company. Emma stayed, and they shared more wine. Mindy switched the topic to how Emma was doing with her new enterprise.

I guess you don’t know, then, that I raided your company.

No. No one has told me anything. What did you do?

I bought away the accountant that handled the Club accounts at Storm. I figured you wouldn’t need him anymore. He helped me incorporate. I’m now Emma Thompson and Company. It’s supposed to help me, tax wise.

So, everything is going good?

It is, Min. How about Storm? Emma waited for an answer, but none was coming. Min, what’s wrong?

She finished her ravioli and drank more wine. Emma, just between you and me, please. I don’t think I have what it takes to run the company. I don’t know what to do other than put out music. But I don’t know if I can get the album together and get us on the road before the money runs out. Amanda gives away so much of it. But now there is no income. If I have to rebuild a band, I’m not sure I’ll be able to save the company in time.

Oh, honey, I’m so sorry.

A lot of organizations depend on our money. A lot of people are going to hate me if I can’t make this work. I’ve probably got six months left.

Min, honey, don’t let it get that far. There are consultants out there that can help companies slim down. But most of all, get your ass out there and sing! Don’t let Amanda’s death hold you back. Do this for her and her music. You have a huge fan base just waiting to hear from you. Get out there kiddo, and do what you do best.

Damn, I’m glad I came here tonight. You sure are good for the ego.

Look, I know we weren’t close, Min, but we have someone in common. Don’t be a stranger. I want to see you here more often. And when you are here, don’t you dare leave any money. Not even a tip. Not in my restaurant. Got it?

They both got up, Mindy ready to go. Thanks, Em. I really do need someone to talk to other than my mom. But I’ll try not to be a pain.

You won’t be. They walked to the door together. Car or cab?

Cab. Hey, and I’ll let you know as soon as I know about reopening the Red Piano. I know you get a lot of spill over. It should be soon.

Bye, honey. Take care.

Mindy left for home feeling a little better than this morning.

When she woke up on Tuesday morning, Mindy decided to try something new. She had always admired Amanda’s tight, defined figure, so this morning it was crunch and pushup time, then out for her run in the Park. The exercising was tougher than she thought considering how good she was at running. But she was determined to add this new dimension to a daily routine she needed to reestablish now that her partner in so many things was gone. If that didn’t work, she would join a gym. She wanted to be in better condition.

But even then, she had too much time left over with little to do except let her mind wander. Unfortunately, that wandering mind did not create any new music, but just added to the depth of her loneliness. Over the past two months she had spent a lot of time back with her mom, trying to come to terms with her loss. But even her mom told her to get back to her music. Sadly, it just wasn’t there. So she took to writing. In a big way. She poured her heart into expressing herself on paper since there seemed to be no one listening.

She considered going to a shrink like she had done that first time she was shot. But she wasn’t ready for that commitment, either.

The hours dragged until Wednesday afternoon when Adler picked her up for her magazine interview. She really didn’t want to do it, but she had to get out in the public eye again. She just wasn’t sure how she would hold up when they started asking about Amanda. And she did all right to that point. And again she had to reinforce to the interviewer that they were not lovers but best of friends. When she talked about her meltdown and recovery, she almost lost it, but she stayed with it. The one portion that would truly raise eyebrows, and Adler wished she had stayed away from, was her admitting that she was still friends with mobster, Tony Russo. And she avoided questions about the band, saying they weren’t ready to be playing just yet.

Adler took her to dinner that night and they discussed the interview. It didn’t feel as good as it should have, and Adler speculated that it might not put her in a positive light when it hit the stands next week. They would deal with any negative publicity when it happened. But at least by then there would be some news about the band. Good or bad, Mindy was bracing herself for a rocky time next week.

Thursday dragged. She spent it reading, writing, and running.

The Friday car show was okay. The weather was good and the crowd was friendly. She got to walk around with Adler looking at the vintage and muscle cars. She was surprised at how many programs she was asked to sign. And since she was part of that program, fans knew she would be there and brought CDs for her to sign. She was glad to be around happy people and signed until it was time to take the stage.

She actually got a kick out of the band. They were a middle aged group who specialized in car songs. Mindy thought she would be singing her own songs, but they wanted her to sing a lot of different oldies hits. She didn’t know them all. But they had music for her and she liked the fun they were trying to spread, so she went with it. In the end, she actually had fun and didn’t sound too lame.

She stayed at the outdoor car show until closing, having a few dogs for dinner, plus some ice cream and a lot of interaction with fans. She expressed her feelings to Adler as he drove her home. Thank you, Adler, I really needed that. Please keep finding me places to go, no matter what size, I need to get out.

I have more I can book. I just needed to see how you would handle the public again. I just wasn’t sure, Mindy.

Truthfully, me either.

We’ll go larger as soon as we see what kind of band you end up with after Monday.

Yeah, Adler, that will be interesting. But whatever happens, consider this, I made promises I intend to keep. I will have a band, even if I have to start from scratch. And they will be called Storm.

I’m here to help. Just let me know.

Thanks, but this is on me right now. Let’s see what kind of charm I have.

*

Saturday morning she had music in her head. But when she opened her eyes, it was still there. She got up, slipped on her robe, grabbed her gun from the nightstand, and opened her bedroom door slowly. What she saw truly surprised her. Lilly? What the heck!

About time. I’ve been playing for half an hour.

What…why…wait, I gotta pee.

When Mindy came out this time, without her Beretta, she found Lilly in the kitchen, where she was handed a glass of orange juice. Your tea water is on, too. How are you, Aunt Mindy? I hadn’t heard from you since we said goodbye to Aunt Amanda, and then I get this e-mail about meeting on Monday. What’s going on?

Oh, crap. I wasn’t supposed to send that to you.

Why not? I’m part of the band.

No, you’re not. You are my costar. At least I hope you are. I’m having trouble with the band that I need to straighten out before we get together.

What kind of trouble?

Lil, you don’t need to know.

Bull. Aunt Mindy, don’t do that to me. Storm Works is my future, I need to know everything.

Mindy held back as she fixed her tea. Lilly poured coffee from a freshly brewed pot. Coffee? Lilly?

It’s good. Better with milk. Got any? She didn’t wait for an answer but went to the refrigerator and found it. I’m toasting an English muffin. Want one? Or a bagel?

Bagel, please. I probably know the answer to this, but does your mother know you are here?

No.

Of course not.

But my dad does. He’s okay with it. He actually dropped me off. Mom has a new job, and she’s working today. Some advertising firm. Just started last month. It has really lightened her mood. She likes working.

They got their breakfast together and brought it to the table. So, Miss Jones, why did you see fit to use your key for the first time?

Truthfully, Aunt Mindy, I’m worried about you. You made it through the burial, making sure everything was perfect for Aunt Amanda, but on the plane ride home, you shut everyone out again. And you never called or texted me until I got that meeting email. I know something is wrong, so talk to me.

As she ate her bagel, Mindy looked across at this just turned fifteen year old copy of Amanda Storm. Was she her future? Is she the one to talk to?

What? asked Lilly, knowing she was being studied.

Okay, Lil, if you want to know, then here it is. I’ve gotten negative feedback from the band about restarting. I really don’t think I have a band anymore.

She thought about that for a moment, and then said, We.

What?

You don’t think we have a band. We. Remember who your partner is. Or costar as you just put it.

I’m sure I’ll be reminded if I forget.

Yes, you will. Now what’s wrong with these people?

Amanda’s gone. I’m not their leader.

Lilly finished her muffin and went for a coffee refill. When she came back and sat, she simply said, Fire them. We’ll get a new band. If they can’t be loyal to Amanda’s legacy, they don’t deserve the name Storm Works.

Mindy just stared at Lilly across the table. A big smile then swept across her face. Join me at the meeting on Monday?

Wouldn’t miss it.

They cleaned up the kitchen, and Mindy asked, What now?

Didn’t you and Amanda run in the Park everyday?

Yeah, Sweetie, but before breakfast.

Can we do that? I want to be as buff as Aunt Amanda was.

I’d love to run with you. But how would you get here? Cab fare every day gets expensive.

Actually, mom could drop me on the way to work. It can be done, I can convince her. At least while school is out. Then the two of us will have to think of something else in the fall. But we could work out together until then and then go to the studio. How’s that for a plan?

If you can swing that with your mom, I would love to have you as my workout partner. Let’s take a walk now and I’ll show you where we run.

First, I have another request.

I’m listening.

My music lessons have stopped. I can’t live up to all this potential people say I have if I don’t get the training I need. Can you continue the piano lessons Aunt Amanda started, or do I need a private tutor?

Mindy studied this Amanda replica in front of her. Ya know, we could certainly fill our days with activities right up to when you start school again. You have no summer school or softball practice?

Nope. And I’m getting bored with video games. I’ve already completed the summer reading list the school gave out. I need activity.

Too bad you didn’t live closer.

I have a solution for that.

What?

I move in with you for four weeks. I don’t think Aunt Amanda would mind if I shared her room. I wouldn’t mess with her stuff, and I’d keep it as clean as she did. I’m very fussy that way.

Mindy smiled. Just how long have you been plotting this?

Lilly held up both her hands. Honestly! I just thought of it as I was playing this morning! Amazing what pops into your head when you get lost in your music.

I kinda don’t think your mother would approve.

I’ll bet she does. She doesn’t like me home alone now that she’s back to work.

Where is Ryan?

Some government internship in DC or somewhere. I’m not sure. He’s such a pain, anyway.

Mindy got up from the table and started another cup of tea in the kitchen. Lilly remained quiet knowing her aunt was taking her request seriously. She must be growing up if adults were taking her more seriously now, she thought. It felt good. Mindy stood in the kitchen and asked, You really think we can get along for a month?

I’d love to try. And we have a lot to plan. And promises to keep. I will not let Aunt Amanda down, even if we have to sing all her new music with just two pianos.

Mindy went back to her whistling tea kettle and poured water for her tea. Still standing, she said, Call your mother and ask if I can talk to them tonight. I won’t do this without both your parents’ permission.

When Lilly came back to the table after making the call, she said, You’re invited to dinner. Dad’s cookin’ chicken. It’s always good. Are we on?

Dinner with your mom. This should be interesting.

Yep.

So, they planned their Saturday around piano lessons and jogging in the Park. The piano lessons were easy. Lilly really did know what she was doing, and when she didn’t, she learned fast. They decided to skip lunch and, instead, spend it in Central Park. It was such a warm and beautiful afternoon, they wanted to get out.

Lil, you aren’t dressed for a jog, but I have a suggestion if you don’t object.

What?

She brought Lilly into Amanda’s room. I haven’t touched a thing. All her stuff is still here. Her running gear is in that closet on the left. Pick something and see if it fits. I know she wouldn’t mind that it’s you wearing her clothes. I’ll get my running shorts on and see you in a few.

As Mindy had suspected, Lilly fit into Amanda’s clothes perfectly. Even the running shoes. I hope I stay this size. I like being Amanda’s size. Storm size.

You’re only fifteen. You could still grow more, Lil.

I doubt it. My growth spurt was last summer and I’ve stayed there. I think I’m where I’m going to stay. I hope.

They went to the Park where they did their warm-ups off the path on the grass before they started their first jog together. The Park had plenty of people walking, running, playing, so no one really noticed the tall redhead and her shorter brown haired companion.

Lilly was an athlete at school, so she had no real trouble keeping up with Mindy. Although, if they had a sprint race, Lilly thought, Mindy would leave her in the dust with that long stride she had. Back to where they started and doing some cool downs, a small group of teen girls had spotted them. When Lilly turned around, the one that was staring put her hand to her mouth and said, Oh my god, it’s Lilly Jones!

Lilly smiled and said, Yep, it’s me.

Oh my god, we thought Mindy was jogging with Storm’s ghost!

Lilly wasn’t sure how to take that, but it made Mindy smile. The teens asked if they could take a few pictures and the Storm girls didn’t refuse.

Back at the condo, both girls showered in their respective bathrooms and redressed in their morning clothes. When Mindy suggested they take a look at some of Amanda’s recent music, Lilly was more than eager. They spent the rest of the afternoon immersed in new music, both in voice and on the piano. Mindy’s spirits were lifted considerably. It looked like she had someone to share the music with. Someone to help develop it. But it wouldn’t be until Monday before they’d see how much more help they would have.

Mindy was a little apprehensive about dinner. There was no love loss between her and Jackie. When Mindy held a grudge, she never could let it go. Jackie’s actions during the Hawaiian kidnapping were not to be forgiven, but she made another promise to Amanda that she would push aside those negative feelings for the sake of Lilly. And she managed to do that. Amanda loved Lilly like she was her own and it turned out that Mindy grew pretty fond of her, too.

Dinner went well. Brian really was a good cook even if Jackie disagreed. Mindy asked about Lilly’s progress in school and found she was still an honor’s student. So then Mindy filled in the blanks about the plans to improve Lilly’s piano skills and the quest to be the strongest, yet prettiest girl in eleventh grade. They also discussed the pending problem regarding the band. Mindy was surprised when Jackie supported her daughter’s fire them attitude. After all, if you didn’t have a band that supported you one hundred percent, then you certainly wouldn’t have the quality music Storm was known for.

After making a solemn promise to call every night before bed, Lilly’s parents gave her permission to move in with Mindy until Labor Day. Brian cleaned up the kitchen because he knew Jackie wanted some private words with Mindy. Jackie poured some wine and the ladies sat in the living room to talk as Lilly packed.

Young lady, be truthful with me. How are you holding up? You and Amanda were as close as lovers. You’ve still got to be hurting.

Thank you for asking, Jackie. I almost fell off the edge. I spent weeks at my mother’s house just curled up in a ball on my childhood bed. I’m sure it wasn’t easy on her to see me like that, but somehow she brought me back to the living. She’s the only one I’ve been able to talk to. She paused and took a drink. And then there’s the magic your daughter sprinkles around. I don’t know what she’s got, but I’m glad she likes me even a little compared to how she affected Amanda.

Jackie drank her wine. It’s mutual. She formed an indestructible bond with you two. I truly lost her when I ran from Hawaii. And she would hardly talk after we buried Amanda. I couldn’t reach her at all. She gradually came back, but she just wasn’t the same. Then she got your e-mail and something lit up. Mindy, she truly wants to be your partner and sing Amanda’s songs.

And how do you feel about that?

Mindy, I no longer have a say. She is on Amanda’s path, and I hope to God you’re next to her as her guidance.

All of a sudden, Mindy felt the burden of responsibility. A young girl’s future was in her hands. It was sobering. I’m not sure of my own path sometimes, Jackie. But I will keep her close and teach her as best as I know how.

Thank you, Mindy.

Then a big smile swept across Mindy’s face. But if I run into any teenage girl troubles, I’ve got you on speed dial!

They finished their wine as they waited for a fifteen year old to make up her mind as to what she needed for a four week stay away from home. And Mindy somehow managed to bury her grudge against Jackie. They had a bright star in their midst and it would take both of them to see that star shine the brightest it could be.

As Brian stuffed a suitcase and two boxes of unknown stuff into the car, Jackie had one more question and a request. Mindy, do you still wear your gun?

Mindy took Jackie’s hand and put it on her waist. There it was. Is that a problem?

Jackie took her hand away from Mindy’s waist and patted her face. Actually, no. But could you do one thing for me that would help me breathe a little easier? Could you try to keep your distance from Tony Russo? At least when Lilly is around?

I will. But please remember, I am doing business with him and his construction company. We may have to meet.

I understand. But you know what I mean, right?

I do Jackie. Lilly will go nowhere or meet anyone without me. And I’ll make sure she calls you every day with a minute by minute accounting of our days.

Oh, I guarantee that’s what our phone conversations will be. Jackie smiled. So watch yourself!

On the way back to Park West, Lilly got nosey and checked out papers in the glove box of the blue Volvo. Oh my god, Mindy! This car is five years late on the registration!

That long?

Mindy! And it’s registered to Samantha Righetti!

Yeah, well, this car just seems to be handed down from one Storm to the next. Probably be yours in a few years.

Great. Can’t wait. What every teen wants. An old Volvo.

Looks and works great. Just listen to that hum.

Hey! I just thought of something you said last year. You didn’t have a driver’s license. Is that still true?

I’ve been driving without a license since I was your age. Just don’t want to spend time in the DMV.

Oh, god. I’m driving with a criminal. What a headline you’re gonna make some day. And probably driving this stolen car. I’ll be there to take your mug shot.

Shut up.

Lilly laughed all the way to the condo.

Chapter Two   Envelopes

We’re not supposed to open this?

No, Jake. Just be patient and I’ll talk to everyone at once.

It was Monday morning and both Mindy and Lilly were sitting on the edge of the stage at the Queens Theater waiting to see just who would show up. The girls had spent Sunday just like Saturday but switched the activities. They jogged early when it wasn’t so hot, then showered up and spent the rest of the day in music mode. Lessons first, then new music. Mindy couldn’t get over how fast the day went with the invigorating company of Lilly. No problems getting along.

Now they waited. And some didn’t like it that they had to sign in to get a mystery envelope.

No breakfast? asked Jake.

New management. No breakfast, answered Lilly.

That comment didn’t go over well with a few, either. Not from a teenager.

At exactly nine-thirty, Mindy stood up and called to her security at the back of the theater, Diego, please lock the outer doors. That got some more mumbles going. The suit from corporate, who had been in the lobby checking off names in his laptop and handing out the envelopes, took that as his cue and walked down to the stage and Mindy. He handed her some envelopes and said, Five.

She looked at the names on the envelopes, gave them back to the payroll manager and said, Send their termination notices.

What? was a loud comment from one of the band members.

Mindy stood up straight, looked directly at the member who objected so loudly, and said, This was a mandatory meeting of Storm Works. Not being here tells me you don’t want to be here. They are fired. Period.

The company started talking among themselves, some loudly. Mindy heard the negativity and knew she was doing the right thing.

People, you have some decisions to make this morning. It is my intention to lead this company back to its number one status in the music community. But I can only do that if you are fully committed to Storm Works. Amanda left us with at least two future albums worth of music and I am going to bring that music to life and spread it all over the world. But to do that, you have to know one thing. I am Storm. I am Boss. She tapped Lilly and she got up and stood next to her. And this is my lead. She looked out over her company. She saw some unhappy faces. She wasn’t going to hold back. My best friend is dead and I’ve been through hell trying to get my head around not having her in my life anymore. The best I can do is honor her through her music. If you can’t follow me in that quest then get the fuck out of my theater. I don’t want you here. That envelope contains your last paycheck and a termination statement. She took a breath, then continued with, Lilly and I are going to do some piano playing. Talk among yourselves and decide who is still Storm Works and who is leaving. Join me at the piano if you’ve got what it takes to make this company shine again.

Mindy took Lilly by the hand and they went upstage to their pianos. Lilly hesitated, but Mindy nudged her toward Storm’s black piano. Mindy started the tune. Lilly followed.

They got lost in their music for at least twenty minutes. Lilly stopped. But Mindy didn’t. When Lilly turned, there were people around Mindy’s piano, but she didn’t seem to notice. With her eyes closed, she kept playing a familiar but unnamed tune. Lilly then stood next to Mindy by her bench, and Sonia put gentle hands on the back of Mindy’s neck and massaged. And everybody heard Mindy say softly, Manda?

Sonia leaned over and whispered to Mindy, It’s Sonia, sweetie. Your new band is ready.

Mindy stopped and opened her eyes, but still stared at the keyboard. Sorry, Sonia. I should have recognized those talented hands. She lifted her head and looked at the people around her piano. Looks like we lost a few, she said in a subdued voice.

Boss?

She looked toward Jake, still part of the band.

Boss, we lost all the brass and saxophone. There’s only four of us left. Your original Red Piano group plus Sam and his guitar. We’re a bit thin.

She looked at her new band and said, Thank you for your commitment, gentlemen. You won’t regret it.

She looked to Zoe. Thank you for staying, Zoe.

Boss, this company is my life. I’m not leaving it.

Good. How are your girls?

They look good, but some just can’t move anymore after that bus crash.

Mindy? It was Sandy. "I have pins in my legs. Both of them. I can’t dance

anymore. Should I have left?"

No. Absolutely not. If you want to remain part of Storm Works, I will find a productive place for you. Who else has been put off the line?

Chloe and Faith raised their hands. Morgan? You’re okay? Mindy asked.

My legs are fine. It’s my arm that’s a little off.

We can work with that, answered Zoe.

Um, Boss? Can I offer something? asked Sandy.

Please.

If the guys aren’t too macho about it, I used to play guitar before I developed a passion for dancing. If they would help me brush up, I think I could really add to the band.

All eyes went to Jake. He just smiled and said, Welcome to the band.

Well, hey. How about me? asked Chloe. I used to play clarinet. Still do to relax. Could you use me too?

If you play an instrument, I’ll have a place for you.

I can sing, I think, said Faith. If Layla and Grace could use an extra voice.

Layla laughed. Layla with Faith and Grace. I like the sound of that.

So did everyone else. The group seemed to relax as they all found their place in Storm Works again.

I guess that just leaves me.

Eyes turned to Sonia. Mindy turned on her piano bench and asked, What about you?

Boss, I’m the oldest one here. My back was having a hard time doing what Zoe wanted it to do. And that bus flip didn’t do it much good either. I think I need to retire.

Mindy was sincere when she responded. No. Sonia, you can’t leave us. You are such a steadying influence on all of us. No one wants to see you leave.

But I can’t dance, sing, or play. What else is there to do in our company?

What you just did for me, answered Mindy. Are you still licensed as amasseuse?

Yes.

Then you stay as the company doc and crack backs. The girls will need you. And there will be other things for you to do, but leaving is not one of them. Okay?

Okay, Boss. For a while. We’ll see how productive I can be.

Good. Mindy looked around at her people again. "I’ve been waiting to say this.

Welcome back." She got up and hugged every single member of the new Storm Works.

For the rest of the morning, the company split into their two groups. Jake took the band and started to reorganize the playing area and checked on the instruments he would need. Only a few were damaged in the crash since most equipment was on the truck. Zoe asked Sonia to start working the girls, including her. Everyone got to work.

Lilly brought Mindy her folder. We need to decide which songs we’re going to develop first. Any preference?

Nope, not yet. Let’s start sorting them by style and speed and go from there. And the two leads got to work on their job in Storm Works, developing the music.

By noon, Zoe and Jake knew what they needed. Jake needed a few new instruments, but the big request was from Zoe; rehearsal gear. Both saw Mindy’s hesitation. Boss, new band, new Boss, no secrets. What else is going on?

Mindy didn’t want to, but Jake was right, no secrets. Gather up your people. I have more to tell them.

Everyone sat on the stage floor and Mindy sat on her piano bench. People, Storm Enterprise is in financial trouble. To make a complicated story simple, there is a huge amount of money being paid out, and it’s only trickling in. Storm will be bankrupt in six months if we don’t start generating income. That’s why it’s so important to get Amanda’s music perfect and out to her fans. Soon.

So, we can’t buy what we need? asked Zoe.

No. I’ll buy it if we need it. And I know we need instruments and wardrobe. Just be conservative with those needs if you can.

After a short pause, Jake started a tentative question. Um, Boss? Could I ask a sensitive question?

I guess. After all these years, Mindy still wasn’t sure how to handle Jake. That was Amanda’s job. And even she screwed it up sometimes.

Boss, are you getting paid?

No. Lilly and I only get a percentage of concerts or album sales.

Why are we getting paid?

You are employees of Storm Enterprise.

Rich employees. Amanda blessed us by sharing her fortune with us all. You don’t need to pay us. We should have the same deal you guys have. No pay until we turn out some work. No wonder you’re going broke. Stop paying us!

Really?

If any of us can’t live off the generous contribution of Amanda Storm, then they need some severe counseling! Stop paying us!

Only if you all feel that way. No one objected. I’ll talk to corporate in the morning and rewrite your contracts. Thank you guys, that surely will help.

So, okay, as long as we’re all sitting here, let’s talk about our short term goals since we seem to be in money trouble. Jake was just as dedicated to Amanda as Mindy, he was just a hard read, so it didn’t show as much as Mindy. I though that last album was almost complete. Didn’t we decide it just needed two more tracks and then we would release it?

Yes, answered Mindy. Amanda was happy with what we had but wanted two more.

"So we could decide on two more tracks and then go over to the Red Piano and

finish this album. That should get us noticed and start the money flow again."

The Red Piano should be available in a few days. We should be able to decide on what to add in that time.

Jake was confused. Why a few days?

Mindy had a hard time with the subject. She just said, The stage has to be replaced.

Jake understood.

Lilly spoke up from her seat at Amanda’s piano. Would you guys mind if I made a suggestion here?

Jake liked this kid, too. Speak up, mini-Boss.

And Lilly knew she had a friend in Jake. I heard what was on the album. What I didn’t hear was Amanda’s last two tunes. The ones she wrote for the baby. Would they be appropriate to put on the album?

Mindy was slow to say it, but she got it out. You mean the recording she made before she was killed? Lilly nodded. Mindy agreed. It’s a happy song at a brisk pace. I think it would fit. But I don’t know about a second one.

You don’t? asked Lilly. But you’ve been playing it.

Mindy shook her head, not understanding. Aunt Mindy, you were playing it with your eyes closed just this morning.

Mindy was still confused. I didn’t know where that came from. I just started playing it.

"Aunt Mindy, it’s called Peaceful Dreams. It’s a quiet instrumental to put Anthony Jacob to sleep."

A light slowly started to come on. Her hand went to her mouth but she spoke through it. Oh my god, that’s where I heard it. She must have played it at home after I went to bed. No wonder it’s in my head.

The stage was quiet as the Company let Mindy settle her feelings. Finally, she said to the group, Then I guess we’re ready to release Amanda’s last album. Are we all in agreement? It was a somber agreement. Okay, then. I’ll get with Oscar and put the finishing touches on the recordings and get with Adler to get the publicity ready. I’ll get this into production and we’ll celebrate Amanda’s voice filling the airwaves again.

No one felt like celebrating, but they were all quietly happy that Amanda would be heard again, soon.

Jake asked, Will that give us some breathing room financially?

I guess it depends on how well it’s received. We still have to absorb the production costs and advertising.

Lilly spoke up again. I’m betting the world will stand in line for her last album.

Well, honey, we’re betting the Company on it. Let’s hope her fans are more loyal than half her band.

You aren’t going to sing any of those to promote the album, are you? asked Jake.

"No. People will hear Amanda Storm not Mindy Millner. I’m not going to copy anything from her last album. We need to build on her music with our own new sound. Give me tomorrow to work with the production company and Adler, and on Wednesday