“I’m having a pretty shit time too, if we’re doing the Misery Olympics.”
Ravi cough-laughed. A hardness momentarily shadowed his face. “The world’s smallest violin is playing.”
She wasn’t in the mood. “Is this about The Labyrinths? Still?”
“It meant a lot to me. And to your brother. To all of us. We had a deal with Universal. Right. There.
Album, singles, tour, promo. We could be Coldplay now.”
“You hate Coldplay.” “Not the point. We could be in Malibu. Instead: Bedford.”
“And so, no, your brother’s not ready to see you.” “I was having panic attacks.
I’d have let everyone down in the end. I told the label to take you on without me.
I agreed to write the songs. It wasn’t my fault I was engaged. I was with Dan. It was kind of a deal-breaker.”
“Well, yeah. How did that work out?” “Ravi, that isn’t fair.”
“Fair. Great word.” The woman behind the counter gawped with interest.
“Bands don’t last. We’d have been a meteor shower. Over before we started.”
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