“Hello, Nashville!” Bree shouted, clutching the microphone. The crowd roared, and she couldn’t help but smile. Bright lights in her eyes didn’t prevent her from seeing how packed the auditorium was. The adrenaline began to course through her veins as the band started to play, and while she missed her guitar, she knew this was going to be a night she’d never forget.
The music started to move her as she sang the opening verse of the first song. Performing live with her band was a high no drug could give her. The crowd was jumping up and down, some of them singing along, as they recognized one of her more familiar songs, “Shout Out to You,” even though it had been totally retooled now that the entire band was playing it and not just her on guitar.
