“I think we could make room for you guys to watch the show from the side of the stage, but I’m going to need one small favor in return.” “Yes! Anything!” Grace shrieked. “Whatever it is, yes.” Liv and Ella eyed me suspiciously. Not nearly as suspiciously as the rest of the band. What the fuck was I even doing? “I’m gonna need your Aunt Liv’s phone number.”
