What He Doesn't Know

Mikey and I were having a day together just so we wouldn't forget what each other looked like. We were brothers after all. On the other hand, I kinda wanted to spend my time more with Frank. What can I say? I love the guy. Mikey may be my brother but I had dinner with him at our parents house like what, three nights ago? Soon enough Mikey's cellphone went off with an Anthrax song I had forgotten the name of. I sat starring into space as my brother carried out his conversation.

"That was Brian." Mikey announced when he clicked the cell shut. Brian being our tour manager.

"And...?" I waved my hand for him to continue.

"Were leaving for Toronto in a week from today." i raised me eyebrows.

"A week? What about Bob?"

"Didn't you hear one word of our convo, he is on his way as we speak, accually he in on the plane and were picking him up in ohhh..." he looked at the clock. "an hour."

"Efficient." I commented. Mikey nodded and took a sip of chocolate milk. We were at his house. "Do the guys know?"

"Brian is calling them as we speak." he smiled.

"Again, efficient. He is worth the ridiculous pay."

"Yep." Mikey drained his glass. "Every penny, you want another milk?"