“It was only four in the afternoon, but Brandon was already up on the small platform we called a stage, playing his guitar and singing directly to Ash, regardless of how many other patrons were enjoying the show. I just sat on one of the barstools, and leaned back, nursing a wonderfully chilled beer, while admiring the skillful strumming of my friend and business partner. As I stared off; daydreaming with the soothing musical score in the background, I became aware that someone was watching me.”
