Chapter 69

“Get back on stage,” Gerry hollered, nudging Mark back the way he’d come. “Your people are waiting.”

“You’ll be here?” Mark screamed back. “You’ll stay?”

Gerry didn’t bother to try for a vocal reply. He nodded. And he smiled when Mark’s face lit up.

As Mark made his way back toward the microphone, Deidre slipped her hand into Gerry’s. Side by side they stood and watched the rest of the show.

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