Concealed

As a musician, tours used to be great. They were fun and great to see all my fans. As the years passed, though, the novelty wore off and I regret ever doing them. I'm harassed everywhere. That is, until I move to a relatively small town.

I don't have much of a life. I'm a writer, independent contractor, single, and the owner of a rather successful service animal. Every Monday, I go to the local coffee shop to write and get away from the stresses at home. I didn't see a way out. Then I met my favorite musician.

Disclaimer: The name of the publishing company is fictitious. Any similarities are completely coincidental.