The bunkhouse was tidied up, her daughter had her bath, and lunchtime bottle, and Jess had a chance to take a break now, but all she could do was worry about her best friend. It had been a week since she'd said the nasty things she had to Jazzie. They'd played the first three nights of their contract at the bar in town, and it had gone very well. Red, the owner said that he'd gotten a lot of feedback from the customers, and they loved her and the band. The crowd on Saturday night had been wall to wall, and Red was thrilled, he told her they were welcome to stay there, as long as they wanted. She hadn't seen much of Travis, but he told her he had some good things working, and would get with her soon to give her a rundown. He also told her he'd set up arrangements for some studio time with a good facility in Dallas, so they could cut demos whenever she had some new songs ready. Things between her and Wade were good, they'd been spending time together, and getting to know each other, but Jazzie was still mad at her, although Jess had apologized to her several times.
