
by Kris Embrey
Publication
date: July 15th 2017
Published by: Archway Publishing
Genres: Adult, Romance
BLURB
This is the final chapter of Tell
Me You Want Me as told by the cast of characters Leon, Bridgette, Gina and
Sebastian.
Set in the music world of the
late eighties, Gina Kelly and Leon Turner take off for Greece after a
tumultuous tour with Tin Garden. Leon leaves Gina at the Acropolis to
contemplate her life and soul mission. Is there a surprise waiting for Gina. Is
it Sebastian? Things are not always as they seem in the world of rock and roll
when Tin Garden are not on stage. Sebastian makes amends to clean-up his act as
he moves out of the spotlight and into rehab and we start to wonder if his
brother Rick has been the driving force of Sebastian’s problems all along. Gina
leaves her singing career behind for motherhood, when Sebastian wants to have
one last party before making a huge decision that will have a profound impact
on his future with Tin Garden.
The author gives a final
non-fiction version at the end into her personal journey in writing when the
antagonist Sebastian, manifested into the authors personal life after her first
book was published. Embrey shares her writing journey of Tell Me You Want Me,
when the book took on a life of it’s own, and leaves one to wonder the age old
question; does art imitate life, or does life imitate art.
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EXCERPT:
The
Book of Leon
NBC
Studios, New York, August 12, 1988
Leon
Taylor interview, already in progress.
Interviewer:
You were on the infamous ‘Wait (Wait till I’m Home) Tour.’ Is that correct?
Leon:
Yes, I was.
Interviewer:
It was rumored that the tour was plagued with drug problems.
Leon:
(laughing) I never heard that rumor.
Interviewer:
Sebastian Roland has a reputation with issues related to drugs like heroin. Can
you comment on that?
Leon:
Heroin? No, I’ve never seen him or anyone do smack … okay?
I
should’ve had the sense to decline the interview. I wasn’t expecting to be
asked about drug use during a tour that happened over two years ago. I
disconnected from the interviewer when I got hit with that last ignorant-ass
question, which caused my mind to go back to that crazy tour and what followed
after Gina and I left it.
It
was November 17, 1986, when I started unpacking from the move into Gina’s and
my new apartment. I had just pulled the last of the kitchen nonsense out from a
box when the phone rang.
“Leon,
hey, it’s Walter. Listen to this … you’ll never believe who I just got off the
phone with,” he said with excitement.
“Who?”
I asked, preoccupied.
“Guess
who’s still lighting matches to Gina torch?” Walter said, laughing.
“Are
you serious?” I replied, surprised. I knew who Walter was referring to and
started whispering over the phone because Gina was sitting on the other side of
the room.
“Sebastian
tried calling you at your old number. He told me he’d made a big mistake. Can
you believe that?” Walter said.
“He’s
a damn mess,” I replied, rolling my eyes.
Walter
proceeded to enlighten me on his conversation with Sebastian. I knew that man
had called Bridgette’s place several times looking for Gina only because B had
been bitching to me nonstop about it. Sebastian probably assumed that if he
called the Christopher apartment enough times, Gina would answer the phone.
Bridgette had finally had enough and had told Sebastian in a more animated way
to go kick rocks and stop calling. Sebastian must have finally given up on
Bridgette and figured that, since he used to hit Walter up for drugs back in
the day, they were tight enough for Walter to give him info about where Gina
was staying now. Walter didn’t give Sebastian the information he was digging
for; instead, Walter called me and asked, “What do you want to do about it?”
Thinking about his question and looking over at Gina, who was staring off into
space and looking out the window, I told Walter to give me Sebastian’s number.
I’m the one who decided to make the call to Sebastian.
I
was really mad at Sebastian for what he’d done to Gina at that video shoot, not
to mention the other things I had heard about on tour that had been kept from
Gina. It was fair to say that Sebastian auditioned his tool in anything that
had an opening, if you get my meaning. He was a damn mess with it. I’m being
real with you. I didn’t want to be part of their love shit; it was exhausting.
But she was hurting and still in love with his dumb ass, so I had to do
something.
Gina
had put on her coat and was heading over to Bridgette’s for the day. “See you
later,” she said somberly. I was still on the phone with Walter.
After
she left, I picked up the phone and placed the call to Sebastian. I will admit,
I was curious myself about what had happened with him after the tour ended.
Looking at his number, which I had scribbled on the side of a moving box, I
thought about what I was going to say to his ass. I dialed the operator to
place a London call, collect of course.
“This
is the United States operator. Collect call from the makeup lady to Mr. SoBo
Roland. Will you accept the charges?” the operator said when Sebastian
answered.
“Makeup
lady? Leon? Yeah, I’ll accept,” Sebastian answered back.
“Go
ahead makeup lady,” the operator answered back.
“Hello,
Sebastian” I said after some hesitation when he was switched over. He seemed a
bit surprised to hear my voice on the other end.
“Where
is she, Leon?” Sebastian asked impatiently, and he spent the first few minutes
of our conversation pushing on me how to reach Gina and droning on about how he
missed her.
“She’s
around … busy, but she’s around,” I replied, ignoring his tale of woe. I
glanced out the window to see that heavy snow had started falling. I was
personally anticipating some warmer weather in Europe, so as I watched the
snow, I began thinking about whether I should pack a speedo to take to Greece.
“I
fucked up, Leon. I’m coming to New York for Christmas to see her,” he said.
He
was still going on about how sorry he was for what he did to Gina when, without
thinking, I let the cat out of the bag, interrupting to let him know that Gina
and I were headed to Greece for Christmas.
“Really?”
Sebastian said. He paused and then started to regale me with some foolishness
about how he was going to meet us there and ask Gina to marry him. I thought he
was crazy until he said, “Keep it a secret from her.”
This
fucking man. I had to keep that info tight for three weeks. He wanted me to get
Gina to the Acropolis the day we landed. He knew she’d always wanted to go
there, so that was where he was going to ask her to marry his dumb ass, but he
needed my help.
After
I hung up with Sebastian, I called Walter back and told him about our little
conversation and Sebastian’s plan to meet us in Greece.
“That’s
romantic,” he said.
Of
course he would think some mess like that, because he was living a straight
life now. Walter was a yester-gay (yesterday gay) with a baby on the way. I
rolled my eyes. Walter didn’t have to live with Gina or Sebastian’s secret. I
did. I was edged off at Walter for getting me involved in this foolishness.
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Author Info
Kris Embrey's love of music took
her to New York for theatre and auditioning in the late 80's to be an MTV VJ,
meeting several bands popular of that time, who inspired her love for writing
rock and roll fiction.
She later moved to Kansas City
where she attended UMKC to learn recording engineering, and had a chance of a
lifetime, when she landed a job working for Dick Clark.
Embrey later moved to Los Angeles
to work as a runner for his production company.
Embrey's career has included
being a Media and Operations Director for a large advertising agency in Los
Angeles.
Embrey is working on the
follow-up to her first book due in June of 2017 entitled Till the Other Side of
Time, and also a theatre release of her first book Tell Me You Want Me.
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