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.‘Um, right!’ Freddo clapped his hands.‘I’m going to be making a little announcement, in my role as MC on stage when I introduce you – but there’s a teeny extra bit of news I need to impart now.’They all stopped and looked at him.Zillah felt her heart sink.Surely not a management change? Not when Clancy’s second-time-around career was going so well?‘As you know, there’s been a big resurgence of interest in soul music, and some of the biggest names are coming over from the States for the Soul Survivors nationwide tour and—’‘Yeah, yeah,’ Jezza the drummer made wind it up movements with his hands.‘We know.And you said we’d cut a quick album to tie in …’‘Which you will,’ Freddo said.‘Studio is booked next week – and we don’t have much time so you’d better be bloody good.Anyway, the great news is that we’ve been booked on the tour too as a support act.’The band all whooped and stamped their feet.‘Which means,’ Freddo yelled above the din, ‘that you’ll be on the road for six months, playing some of the biggest venues in the country, and as none of you are spring chickens, I suggest you all start taking mega doses of Sanatogen and Wincarnis right now.’‘And loads of Viagra for Tiff,’ one of the brass players shouted.They were ecstatic.Zillah simply wanted to cry.Six months! Just when she’d found him again.How could she be parted from him for six months? It was just like the last time – and she’d lost him, hadn’t she?‘Zil?’ Clancy looked at her.‘What’s up? I thought you’d be thrilled.It’s stupendous news for us.We’ll have an album out and be on the same bill as really, really famous soul bands.’‘I know –’ Zillah tried to smile ‘– and yes, it’s great news.Wonderful.’‘It’ll be just like the old days.’Zillah nodded.‘Clancy, honestly, I’m thrilled for you.It’s just what you, the band, need.And this time I’ll still be waiting where you left me when you get back.Promise.’‘Waiting? Left?’ Clancy frowned at her.‘Do you think I’d go anywhere without you? Zil, darling, this is now – not back in the dark ages! Do you think I could bear to be apart from you for six minutes – let alone six months? You’re coming with me.This is for us, Zil, not just me.’‘Really?’ Zillah felt as if she’d swallowed sunshine.‘Really? Oh, wow.You mean … Oh, wow! Six months of touring … Together.All the time.Being on the road … Different towns, different places – I’ve hardly been out of this village for thirty years … oh, wow!’She kissed him and he kissed her back and the years dissolved.‘Ahem!’ Freddo coughed.‘If you two could just hold back on the full-frontal stuff, we do have a show to put on.’The harvest moon, a huge golden orb, hung in the navy sky like a painted backdrop.Sitting on her blanket with Lewis and Jem, Amber felt a fizz of excitement.The stage was massive and snaked with cables, and the towers of amps promised blood-tingling noise, and the banks and banks of lights warmed the slight chill of the evening.Gwyneth and Big Ida and the Motions were at one end of the row, with Mona Jupp and Goff and the other pub regulars at the other.Behind them, all the Fiddlestickers and hordes of people from Hazy Hassocks and Bagley-cum-Russet and even Winterbrook, were cheek by jowl.Everyone was waiting, anticipating, the tension almost electric.‘Look at Zil,’ Amber nudged Lewis as Zillah appeared from backstage and made her way down the makeshift steps towards them.‘She looks amazing.Like the archetypal hippie rock-chick …’Lewis smiled proudly, as Zillah, in a long black skirt and a silver bustier under a black shawl, her hair all tousled, her long silver earrings catching the light, picked her way towards them.She sat beside them, leaning across, kissing them all, her eyes sparkling.‘Amber.’ Zillah squeezed her fingers.‘Thank you.For this.I don’t know how you managed it – how it happened – but I’ll never be able to thank you enough.’‘That’s all right,’ Amber said gruffly, squeezing Zillah’s hand back, suddenly afraid she was going to embarrass them all by a bout of emotional girlie crying.‘I’m just so pleased for you.And for Clancy and for Lewis and – Oh-my-god – Zillah!’But before she could say anything else, with a fanfare of unseen trumpets, Freddo bounced onto the stage.The audience whooped and yelled and cheered as he picked up the microphone and strode up and down the stage, waving.‘Does ’e sing?’ Constance Motion piped up.‘Is ’e the turn? Is ’e like Val Doonican?’Freddo raised his hands for silence and ran through his introductory spiel, telling everyone about the JB Roadshow and announcing the great news about their forthcoming tour.The audience screamed and yelled and clapped a lot more.‘Get on with it!’ Slo shouted.‘I wants to ask young Gwyneth for a waltz!’Amber leaned towards Zillah [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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