Bon Scott was a legend, he typified what a rock singer should be like. This one’s for you, Bon!”Ian, Phil and I all hit the opening riff of ‘Long Way to the Top’ together; again, Jimmy and I were at the microphone together, singing. Instead of bagpipes for the solo, we had our horn section; and when we finished, Jimmy looked around at all of us.“Again?” he asked, and we all nodded.Somehow we worked an extra verse and chorus into the song; when we had finished, and the crowd was still roaring out for more, my voice felt worn out, I was covered in sweat, absolutely exhausted.“Thank you, Sydney, you’ve been great,” Jimmy said. “Stay safe, go out and buy these guy’s latest album, it’s bloody fantastic! Thank you, everyone, good bye!”“That was a fucking blast!” Jimmy said to us as we moved backstage to let the roadies pack up our equipment. “Abso-fucking-lutely brilliant!”All of us sat around in a room backstage, we were still pumped up from the performance.“Why the fuck didn’t we get you. Laura cautioned me to slow down and not hit any bumps because she was applying touches of makeup to her lips and eyebrows."You look fantastic," I said as I opened the car door for her when we got to the Waite's home."Thank you sweetheart," Laura responded, stopping us to adjust my tie. "You're getting old enough to make your complements mean something to this old lady."The dining room table looked miniature in the large room. As Mr. Waite had told me, the table had been reduced to seat six although there would have been room for two more places. I had wondered who the other two guests would be and was surprised to find that one of them was Mollie Foster, the former madam at the brothel.Mollie was the same cantankerous person I had first met in the brothel over two years before. She had been sidelined by a heart attack but was back to her willful ways. Not only had she regained use of her sharp tongue, she now had a weapon. A cane dangled at the back of her chair.Laura was delighted.
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