Chapter 63

“And we have a great show to put on for you tonight. Emerson has been working so hard over the last few weeks to get ready for this. I’ve never seen anyone show so much determination. So, let’s kick this off!” Sean covered the microphone briefly. “Ready, babe?”

Emerson only nodded, not trusting his voice in the moment.

“Then count us in.”

With a deep breath, Emerson tapped his foot. Five, six, seven, eight.

His fingers flew over the chords, playing the opening to “Southbound Train.” It was a good song to start with, because it was upbeat.

Sean launched into the verse. And as simple as that, Emerson got lost in the sound of Sean’s voice. He was mesmerized by it. They sang together at home, but it paled to this, like a far-off star to the full moon. Sean sang with such passion, and his tones ranged high and low perfectly.