Free The Pages We Forget by Anthony Lamarr Page A

and stared out the window as the last drops of water dissipated from the glass pane.
    June walked over to the window and stood behind him. “I know this is hard for you, but it’s hard for me, too.” She put her hand on his shoulder. With her other hand, she reached for his hand. He stepped away from her.
    â€œWhy?” he asked. “I need to know why.”
    â€œBaby, I wanted this album to be about me. Just me,” she explained. “It’s about who I was before I spent the night in this room. I wasn’t afraid of letting my heart feel how it feels to really love someone and to have someone love you back. I believed in miracles back then. I could do anything. If I dreamed it, then I could do it. This is about needing to find that person again while I still can.”
    â€œBut without me?” he asked.
    June reached out to him again. This time he didn’t move, but he kept his hands out of her reach. She placed one of her hands on his shoulder and the other on his chest. She looked in his eyes and saw his unquestionable love for her. She saw the nights he sat up until morning watching over her so she could sleep without the nightmares after a stalker took a shot at her during a concert in St. Louis. She read the words, “I love you,” that he wrote on Post-It notes and placed around the house, in her traveling bags and on the stage before every concert. He loved her and she knew it.
    â€œNever without you,” she answered and kissed him softly.
    â€œNever?” he asked.
    â€œNever.”

“There’s Gotta Be A Reason”
    (lyrics and arrangement by June)
    I can’t believe what I’m feeling.
    I’m feeling like I’ve been your fool.
    All taking and no giving,
    you didn’t love me by the rules.
    But no matter what I’m feeling,
    you’re still the perfect man for me.
    So, I’m gonna keep on trying.
    I need you so desperately.
    CHORUS:
    There’s gotta be a reason;
    a reason you don’t love me.
    I know there’s gotta be a reason;
    there’s just gotta be.
    We shared a heated passion.
    Your sweet embrace kept my fire burning.
    I’m guessing that’s the reason,
    that for your love, my heart keeps on yearning.
    You told me you loved me.
    But your actions say it was a lie.
    I never was a beggar,
    so please don’t make me lose my pride.
    CHORUS
    (MUSICAL BRIDGE)
    There’s nobody out there,
    who’s gonna love you like I do.
    And you’ll never find someone
    who’s more right for you.
    CHORUS
    (repeat to fade)

Chapter 4
    Six weeks and two days.
    That’s all it took to write and record June’s new CD, and she insisted her label release the CD within a month of its completion. The executives at Antmar Entertainment were shocked by her demand. Some even felt it was an impossible task without any marketing campaigns in place or advanced publicity, except for the blaring tabloid headlines prompted by her absence from the Academy Awards ceremony. But, June was used to getting what she wanted from the company, and this request would be no exception.
    Her plan was simple. She would write and record the CD, shoot a video for the title track, then cross her fingers and hope and pray that Keith heard the CD or saw the music video for the title song. There would be no concerts, touring, guest appearances, or magazine and television interviews.
    Of course, this plan met with a lot of opposition.
    Bernard was the first barrier.
    â€œIt’s not going to happen like that, Junie,” he said as they sat at her kitchen counter the morning after she recorded “A Song Still Unsung,” the last of the CD’s fourteen songs. “You’re going to have to bend some.”
    â€œWhy?” she asked. She set her glass of apple juice on the counter. “What’s that you and Alex always preaching? Oh yeah. Remember,Junie, no matter how big you get, it’s always about the music.”