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appreciate your help but you should know that I am looking for bands in the Austin-area who are looking for keyboard players. I have no interest in going back to school at the moment.”
    “That’s disappointing to hear but I understand your need to get out there and prove yourself in other ways.” Chandler could tell from his tone he was disappointed. “Come in anyway, and we’ll see what we can do to help you. With your skills, finding a band shouldn’t be too difficult.” She could only hope he was right.
    Finally, after hanging out on campus in UT’s music department for a couple of weeks, her hovering paid off. One of the private tutors came in and mentioned a band he knew was looking for a skilled keyboard player. She was thrilled! What did she have to lose by checking it out? So she contacted the label, sent over a resume, and waited. And waited. And waited.
    On Friday morning, bright and early, her phone erupted with Steven Tyler screaming, “Dream On”. It wasn’t the way she usually wanted to wake up, but it got the job done.
    “This better be good because I was having an awesome dream,” Chandler managed to mumble.
    “Uh, yeah, sorry about that. I’m looking for Chandler Chatam?” The guy on the line didn’t seem too sure about his statement.
    “Speaking.”
    “So, yeah. My name is Keeton MacDonald, and Ethan at 13 Recordings told me that you might be available to come in and audition for a temporary spot playing keyboards in our band.”
    “Well, yeah, I could do that. Would I know your band or the music, Mr. MacDonald?”
    “Please, call me Keeton, or KeeMac, preferably. And possibly, if you get out in Austin much. We play all over town: Red 7, Mohawk, Red Eye Fly and then SXSW and the Austin City Limits festivals.” Chandler was impressed to hear they had played at the two biggest festivals in Austin.
    “I haven’t been to South-by or ACL in a few years, but I’ve made some of them. With all of the venues in Austin, I don’t think I’ve actually made it to those particular clubs yet.” Going alone to a bar wasn’t really her idea of fun. She made a mental note to put them on the list of places to check out soon.
    “So, anyway, we are looking for someone who can pick up our music quickly and can go on a two-month tour, like Monday.” KeeMac knew this was asking for a lot in a hurry but they were getting desperate. Nothing the label sent their way had panned out, and if they couldn’t find a replacement it was looking like they were going to have to cancel the tour until they could get Jacoby back.
    “MONDAY?” Yeah, right! Chandler thought. She’d just got to Austin and they wanted her to leave—in three days—for eight straight weeks?
    “Well, first you would have to audition. And the entire band has to agree on you before we could even make an offer.” KeeMac had been told her skills at the keys were over the top but that didn’t mean she could adapt to their music. She had to have heart for the music, as well.
    Chandler sat up trying to get her bearings and thought about it for a few seconds. “OK, sure. I can come in for the audition. When do you want me, and where?” Her quick response sounded like a loaded question to KeeMac, and it made him chuckle to himself. Damn, my inner man slut is working overtime today, he thought as he tried to stay focused on the task at hand. There would be plenty of time for dirty on the road , he reminded himself with a smirk. “Yeah, we can all be there at ten this morning. I know this is quick, but like I said, we don’t have much time to work with.”
    “I can make it. Just tell me where.”

Chapter Three
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    “C ome to mama, baby.” Chandler loved her Fender Clapton Stratocaster. She felt like they wouldn’t ask her to open the case, but having it along as a good luck charm gave her an extra boost of confidence that she could do this. Thinking back on the day she received it, made her smile to