Music brings them together?

Marc and Alana were chilling with some rigatoni with vodka sauce while sipping Shiloh Paisley Pear.  Anat was chowing down on fish tacos and drinking Coney Island Mermaid.

She had memories of her fight with Marc and Alana when she sabotaged the Morrissey show. That was sick.  Moz is the best. That was some of her best work. She felt no remorse.  That is who she was. These days, she doesn’t even know who she is.  She ‘s still trying to figure it out.  Many people are.

All of them were excited. Weird Wolves was doing an online show from Austin.  They all loved them. Singer Ava Lee Gore’s lyrics took her dad Martin’s deep lyrics to new heights.  They loved her vocals and dreamed of seeing her in NYC. She’s made for the city. Marc grew up on Depeche Mode.  Its music speaks to the world.  The song “Somebody” might be one of the best songs ever written. He was so excited when he discovered Martin’s daughter Ava. Alana loved her goth look. Neither are fans of being inked. But on Ava, it looks great.

Anat was excited about the concert, too. She loves Weird Wolves. She grew up on Depeche Mode, Bauhaus, Joy Division, the Cure and U2. Same as her nemesis’s.  Marc did have a thing for classic rock, too. And even loved the “Thriller” and “Purple Rain” albums. How could you not?   Speaking of Prince, he always thought Alana would look hot in a raspberry beret.

While Anat was waiting to log in to watch the Weird Wolves, she got her first grocery delivery assignment.  Tomorrow she would go to the grocer and pick up a few packages and bring it to an elderly couple a few blocks away. She hoped they ordered dried fruit.  She was changing. But still thrived on her raisins.

The time came.  Dozens of people logged in.  Ava did something not usually done with online shows.  She shared her screen and let all the fans interact with each other. She said she wanted it to be just like when she gets to Garden with all the fans together.

They did their first set.  Marc and Alana were glued to the screen. Anat was, too. She was dancing in black jeans and a sweater.  Her eyes locked with Marc and Alana. At first, they didn’t recognize her.

Then they both said, “Wow. She cleaned up. What’s going on? Did we knock some sense into her? Or is she still plotting?”

The band finished its set and the screen went black.