Lucky smiled as she thought about Jude. She placed her hands flat on the menu and looked from her wedding ring to the Tiffany 'I love you' ring he had bought her at the beginning of their relationship and felt her cheeks flush again. It didn't matter how long they had been together, she still felt that same pounding in her chest whenever she thoughtofhim.
"How are you handling his being away?" Jordanasked.
"I miss him," she said quietly. "I know you're going to laugh, but it feels like part of me is missing. I mean we talk every day, sometimes several times a day. And he messages me whenever he can just to let me know he's thinking about me. I hate to admit that I really need all that." Lucky looked up at Jordan sheepishly before she shrugged. "He had to go though. When Matt and Cade brought up going on tour and working on a new record, I knew I couldn't get in the way. I was a fan way before I washiswife."
"You should've gone on tour with him,"Jordansaid.
Lucky shook her head. "He asked me to. He even said we could co-headline, which seriously, how crazy is that--me with Silverlight? I couldn't though. He needs to be Jude Morrison, drum god and heartthrob. He's better off without mearound."
"Stop," Jordan said, frustration filling her voice. "You always do that, stop that. You should think more of yourself, and I know for a fact that Jude would never think that he's better off without you. Tell me what's reallygoingon."
Lucky sighed, and a pained expression crossed her face. She opened her mouth to say something, then rolled her eyes before shaking her head. Shefeltlost.
"I don't know. I really wish I did. The new album, the one I promised my fans two years ago, just isn't happening." Lucky shook her head as she turned her focus from Jordan, to the sweating glass of water in front of her. She picked it up and took a sip of the cool liquid before continuing. "I can't write. It's just gone. I keep trying and it starts out great, but then I lose the song somewhere along the way. I would have loved to go with Jude, but I know the press would kill me with all their questions, and I just don't want to talk about it. You know how sensitive I get." Lucky looked at Jordan, who noddedsupportively.
"What about the re-release?" Jordanasked.
Lucky laughed softly. "When the record company suggested it, I was hoping it would inspire me. I thought having those song remastered and hearing them all over again would get mewriting."
She stopped talking and gave a half-hearted shrug. What Lucky didn't want to admit was that she thought her career was over. She couldn't keep singing the same old songs over and over. She needed something new. Unfortunately, the words just weren'tcoming.