Two Way Street - Chapter Thirty-Nine

The bus pulled up. “Shit,” Owen muttered, and got up to pack away his guitar and notepad. “Planes might be faster, but on a bus, you are not stuck in one seat the entire time.”

“You could still work on your lyrics during the flight,” she shouldered her laptop bag. “I write. You could get a laptop, or a tablet, and do your music electronically.”

“Gawd, no,” he grimaced. “There is something so sterile about that.”

“Music snob.”

“Opera singer.”

“Are we flying first class?” She added as they stepped out onto the pavement. The two security guards who accompanied them were already there, carrying their bags over their shoulders.

The roadies were busy organising the transportation of the equipment, and she saw several people in the airport uniform step over to them. James was fussing over his drumkit, and Jeremy was surrendering a guitar to the roadies’ care. Seb had his arms around Jacinta, and they were oblivious to the activity behind them.

“Yeah, I think Aaron has been setting us up with