Logan's Story: A Sand & Clay Prequel by Sarah Robinson Page B

chance to, my mother got sick and I had to rush back home.” Logan said, covering for Gina. He was still furious at her, but he saw how much her father’s approval had meant to her and, for once, that was something he could relate to.
    “Oh, shit, sorry to hear that, son. Well, if you’ve got a minute, I can go over the terms with you right now?” He asked.
    “Uhm, yeah sure. Let’s hear it!” Logan motioned with excitement for his friends to come listen to the conversation.  They huddled close on one side of the hospital hallways as he put the call on speaker phone and held the phone out so everyone could hear.
    “The contract is for six years, a million dollars a year flat salary, after taxes. You will be required to do at least three full albums during that time and you will receive forty percent of the royalties from that.  We will want to do a tour probably every year but there is some wiggle room on that.  
    You will also get five percent of all ticket sales.  Merchandise is ten percent. There are a lot more, minor details which I can scan over and email to you right now, but that’s the major highlights. How do you think that sounds?” Garrett held his breath, waiting for an answer.
    Dylan’s face was so ecstatic, he was almost jumping up and down in excitement. Charlie looked stunned and Rock was grinning like they had all just won the lottery.  Logan was lightheaded and found a chair nearby to sit in as his mind wrapped around everything he had just heard. He looked around at his friends who were all genuinely excited for him. The overwhelming feeling of support laid heavy on his chest and he owed these men for any musical success he would ever have. This would change his life. This would change everything.
    He felt his mind slipping to Gina for a few moments, wishing she were here to share in this excitement with him.  At least the Gina that he had known and loved, not the real Gina.  He didn’t even know who the real Gina was. It had all been an act and yet here he was feeling like something was missing, like she was missing.  Logan pushed those thoughts out of his mind and focused his gaze back on the phone in front of him.
    “Well, Logan, how does that sound?” Garrett asked again, having heard no response.  Logan sat up abruptly, realizing he had completely forgotten to reply in all his excitement.
    “It sounds amazing, sir. I can’t wait!” Logan said eagerly.
    “Good. Glad to have you on board. Lawyers will send over the paperwork shortly. Make sure to have your lawyer look it over and send it back. Once all that is squared away, Logan Clay, New York New Music will officially become your representative.”  He concluded.
    “Thank you, sir. This is amazing news.” Logan gushed, unable to hold back his eagerness as much as he tried. His friends were high-fiving one another and smacking him on the back in triumph.
    “Get ready to be a star, Logan Clay.” Garrett said as he hung up.
     
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    “I really wish you boys had talked to me about it before you did that.” Laura sighed and rubbed her fingers over her eyes.  
    Everyone was crowded into the hospital room the following day, awaiting the results of their blood tests.  Mickey was in a plastic covered arm chair pushed up against her bed, holding her hand.  Rock and Dylan were sitting in two folding chairs off to his left and Charlie was leaning against the wall near the door.  Logan was seated at the foot of the bed, rubbing his mother’s leg to help her circulation.    
    “You would have just said no.” Logan retorted, shrugging his shoulders.
    “Damn right she would have said no.” Mickey grumbled and glared at his son.
    “Momma Clay, you don’t need to worry about any of us.  We are not the little boys that ran around your backyard playing all day anymore.” Rock said, a softness in his voice that was very unusual.  
    “Yeah, we are all smart and edu-ma-cated now.” Charlie slowly and