by Layne, Sandi
Her mom had a tendency to panic if they didn’t talk at least once a week. Rissa loved her mother, but she didn’t love the guilt trip. Girls get murdered in Nashville, Clarissa. Are you starving? Aren’t you ready to come home? Rissa could recite the speech verbatim by now.
“Everything’s fine, Mom. Just getting ready to hop in the shower. I’m singing at a wedding reception this afternoon.”
“Oh, that’s nice. Anything that keeps you out of those bars.”
Rissa rolled her eyes as she rifled through the closet. She’d never admit it to her mom, but a rowdy bar was Rissa’s favorite place to play. Redneck joints and basement dives were full of country music fans who were more than willing to offer instant and honest feedback. Sometimes, that feedback was in the form of a flying beer bottle, but still . . . you had to be impressed with the honesty.
“There you are,” she said, finally finding her one and only cocktail dress. Conservative but cute, the black satin couldn’t look more out of place in her closet full of cotton and denim.
“Okay, Mom. Tell Dad I said hi. I’ve really got to get dressed.”
“Promise you’ll be safe, Clarissa.”
“Always. Talk to you later.”
After a quick shower, Rissa curled her long brown hair and put on as much makeup as she could stand before slipping into her dress. She longingly eyed her comfy boots while she slid on the black heels that she saved for special occasions—like funerals or weddings.
“You can do this,” she told herself. Of course she could. She’d performed at plenty of receptions over the years. She just always had to give herself a little pep talk, since being a wedding singer wasn’t exactly the dream. Still, it helped pay the bills.
With a quiet sigh, Rissa checked her reflection once more before grabbing her guitar and heading out.
* * *
The wedding guests applauded as Rissa finished the last verse of Ed Sheeran’s Perfect. The bride’s playlist was pretty standard, full of sweet and sappy songs, and the DJ had played the typical party tunes until it was time for the couple’s first dance. Melanie, the beautiful bride, had insisted on the Ed Sheeran song, and since it was one of Rissa’s favorites, she’d been more than happy to oblige.
Plus, singing the ballad gave her the chance to sit, which was a relief because the stupid heels were killing her feet.
Rissa sang a few more slow songs, giving all the couples a chance to dance, before taking a break and heading to the bar. She wasn’t a drinker, but that didn’t stop her from finding a seat and waving at the bartender.
“Please tell me you have water back there. Even if it’s from the tap.”
“I wouldn’t dare. How’s this?”
The bartender handed her a plastic water bottle. Melanie & Steven was printed in a pink, scripty font on the label.
Rissa twisted the lid. “Seriously?”
“Yep. The mints have their names on them, too.”
She laughed and took a long drink from the bottle. After an hour of singing, her voice was dry as dust.
“You sound good,” the bartender said, leaning against the counter. “I’m Jake, by the way.”
“Rissa. And thanks.”
“So, are you just a wedding singer?”
“Are you just a bartender?”
“Actually, I’m a business owner and a bartender.”
She nodded. “Well, I’m a lot of things, I guess. Songwriter. Musician. Waitress. Wedding singer. Whatever pays the bills.”
“I hear ya. So, what are you doing next Friday?”
Rissa arched an eyebrow. Sure, Jake was cute, with his short dark hair, blue eyes, and scruffy beard. She just couldn’t believe he was hitting on her already.
“Wow,” she said with a smirk. “Less than thirty seconds. That has to be some kind of record.”
Jake laughed and handed her a business card.
“That wasn’t a pick-up line. I own a bar called The Turquoise Horse. We’re always looking for musicians.”
Rissa eyed the address. She thought she knew every redneck bar in the Nashville area, but she’d never heard of The Turquoise Horse.
“Hmm. Is there a real turquoise horse?”
“Come see for yourself.” Jake grinned. “I have to warn you, though. You can’t play sweet love songs in our bar.”
“Let me guess. Waylon. Willie. Hank.”
“We’re equal opportunity music lovers. You can also play Tammy, Loretta, and Patsy. We like original music, too, if you have any.”
“Is there a house band?”
“Nope. There’s a microphone and a bar stool.”
“Sounds great. What time?”
Jake blinked. “Really?”
“Sure. I never turn down a paying gig. I mean, it does pay, right?”
“It pays a little. I have to warn you, though. It can get rough in there if you suck.”
“Then I won’t suck.”
“Fair enough. How’s ten o’clock?”
“I’ll be there.”
Rissa thanked him for the water and returned to the stage. Tossing the business card into her case, she grabbed her guitar and headed back to the microphone.
* * *
After singing sappy love songs for a couple hours—and getting paid a ridiculous amount of money to do it—Rissa was in desperate need of some hardcore country music. She went home, changed out of her cocktail dress into her denim and boots, and headed out.
Splurging on a cab instead of the bus, Rissa climbed into the backseat with her guitar and gave the driver the address for Layla’s, a honky tonk on Broadway. Then, she sent a text to Taylor Jones, her best friend and one of her regular co-writing partners.
Meet me at Layla’s. My treat. Don’t argue.
While she waited to hear back from her friend, Rissa gazed at the neon lights of Broadway. She’d never been to New York City, but she couldn’t imagine that their Broadway was more beautiful than hers. The bars on the strip had been good to her, giving her the chance to share her music with the city. They also taught her how to work the stage, connect with the audience, and yes, even dodge a beer bottle or two.
Her phone buzzed with Taylor’s reply.
Can’t. Have the flu.
Rissa had noticed that Taylor was pretty lifeless when they wrote together last weekend, but she just assumed that her friend was nursing another broken heart. Taylor had a tendency to pick the wrong men, and with every breakup, there was another breakup song.
Hard on her heart, but great for her music catalog.
Feel better!
Rissa made a mental note to check on her friend tomorrow just as the cab stopped at the entrance to Layla’s. She paid the driver, gripped her guitar case, and headed inside.
She’d always loved Layla’s, mostly because of all the license plates hanging from the rafters. But really, it was just a great place for live music. Rissa had played their stage many times throughout the years—sometimes with other musicians, but mostly by herself. Up-and-coming acts, as well as seasoned performers, were all welcome at Layla’s.
The place wasn’t too crowded yet, so she found a table and ordered a burger. The band on stage was decent, playing a mix of bluegrass and classic country. Rissa was disappointed when she heard the lead singer thank the crowd, right before the band unplugged and exited the stage.
Just then, the waitress showed up with her burger.
“Thanks. Who’s up next?”
The waitress frowned. “Open slot.”
“Really? On a Saturday night?”
“The band got caught in a snow storm in Lexington.”
Not good. No live music typically meant no crowd, which meant no revenue for the bar. And no tips for the waitress.
“Hey, I recognize you,” the waitress said. “You’ve played here before.”
“I have.”
Then, she noticed the guitar by Rissa’s side.
She grinned. “Let me see what I can do.”
Excited at the ch
ance to play an impromptu set, Rissa dug into her burger. She’d managed to finish half of it before the woman returned with a beaming smile.
“Can you do two hours?”
Never one to turn down a live gig—especially in one of her favorite bars—Rissa reached in her pocket for a twenty and offered it to the waitress.
“Absolutely. And this is for you. Thanks for the gig.”
“Thanks. Your burger’s on the house. You’re on in fifteen.”
With her guitar in her hand, Rissa headed for the stage. She sat down on the stool and adjusted the mic. For the next two hours, Rissa played for the crowd at Layla’s—one cover song after another. Then she performed some originals. The crowd played their part—clapping along with the up-tempo songs and swaying gently to the ballads.
As she gazed at the crowd, Rissa couldn’t help but feel blessed. She knew she didn’t have the best voice, but she was confident in her guitar playing, and she was even more confident in her songwriting.
She had to believe that was enough, and that her dreams would finally come true.
Someday.
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About the Author
Sandi Layne has been writing for more than twenty years, publishing works of contemporary Christian romance, historical fiction, and posting columns on writing and publishing for various sites at one time or another. Her stories are noted for their attention to detail and striking heroines, and she enjoys bringing her readers through stories that surprise, entertain, and edify.
