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The sad thing was they didn’t even think to lie about using them. The stars used them for everything from a sex toy to a pillow, whatever the pitiful fans had to offer. With the fans always gawking at, pawing or rubbing themselves against one, it made the situation worse. Where the executives saw themselves as the puppet masters, the musicians saw themselves as gods and the fans played into this as well. But the real show, in Ainsley’s opinion, was the musicians. The fans were typical, doing what fans do. Executives threw their money and power around, because let’s face it, they were calling all the shots… all of them. Hopes of catching the eye of someone rich and powerful was what they were there for. Those who were video vixens posed as if they were on a shoot being sure their best side was always on point. It was amazing how people in the music industry thought of themselves as “above the rest”. She did as she always did in new surroundings. Ainsley found herself lounging on an immaculate white sectional with a glass of champagne in her hand, resting it atop her thigh. For lack of a better word it was bustling. The room was over crowded with music executives, artists, musicians, models and fans. Before she knew it, she was at the beginning…
The plane left the ground and as it left Las Vegas behind she closed her eyes. It felt to her as if someone else had taken over her body, played with her emotions and ripped her real self away. We are preparing to take off.” She buckled her seatbelt with hands that did not seem to be her own. Miss?” the flight attendant drew her from her thoughts. What other man would not even flinch when his wife announced she was going to Las Vegas alone? None. He trusted her in every sense of the word. Kind, patient and never stopped her from doing anything. Her husband came to mind and she smiled to herself. All she knew was her simple life had been turned upside down and she never saw it coming. Instead she clutched onto it tightly, afraid to open herself up to anything. She didn’t even bother putting her purse on the floor in front of her. ’ She sighed softly as she sat in her window seat. The flight attendant welcomed her aboard as she nodded and made her way down the aisle. She always looked people in the eyes and greeted them with genuine softness. S HE HANDED THE flight attendant her boarding pass, smiling sweetly with a smile that barely reached her eyes.
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PHRASING in music is when one takes a series of notes, chords or lyrics and changes them by adding breaks or rests to give it expression, emotion and life. And last but not least, to the readers who had nothing but positive reviews after immersing themselves in my stories. To those whose brains I’ve picked in order to test their emotional connection to music. Thanks to my family for tolerating my hours of being locked in my office so I can get out of my head, the characters and their story that plagued my every waking moment until I got them on paper. You can visit to learn more about her life and w orks. Her artistry and spirit will continue to live on in the world of music. My friends, for listening to the many passages I’ve written so I could be sure the emotions were alive.į IRST AND FOREMOST, I would like to acknowledge the timeless talent of Amy Winehouse, whose songs “You Know I’m No Good” and “Wake Up Alone” were mentioned in this work. My spiritual sister, for believing in me without ever reading a word. To my grandmother, for being my spring flower, who believed it was good just because I wrote it. My mother, for pestering me to finish a novel. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.įor my family, for supporting me and my vision, and enduring the countless hours I put into this project. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner. Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).Copyright © 2017 by Danielle Sebastian Berry.
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Get the embed code The Chainsmokers - Collage (EP) Album Lyrics1.All We 't Let Me Down4.Inside Out5.Setting FiresThe Chainsmokers Lyrics provided by I forget just why I left you, I was insane Hey, I was doing just fine before I met you