Kelly
When Crash announced Tommy was there, was playing the drums, I almost fell on the floor. They were back together? They were playing together? Wait, did this mean Crash Happy was back?
"What the actual—" Holly started, but I shushed her, hands over my mouth as I watched the camera zoom past Crash who was clapping over his head, and on to Tommy, further back on the stage, the spotlights making a blue-white cone over him and the drums. His thick, dark hair swung back and forth and the joy on his face was visible to anyone watching.
Tommy was there. He was really there. He and Crash were together.
The relief hit me so hard I started to cry. Crash isn't alone after all.
I cried gulping sobs because I was so grateful that our friend was willing to forgive him. I cried, hiccuping because I didn't have to worry as much about Crash, now.
