Meant to Marry Me

"All right. We've got Cat Hadley on keyboards, Dominic Dunn on drums, and Griffin Bray on bass," Sally was saying once call backs were over. "We just need to decide who our rhythm guitar player is and who we want on lead." "Rhythm is easier, I think," Alvin noted. "Bree has mentioned it would be nice to have a rhythm guitar player who also plays fiddle, so I think Chase Simpson is a good choice."

"I agree, Zelda said with a nod. "He's talented enough to play lead, too, if we need him to. If something comes up."

"That sounds good to me," Bree said with a nod. That would only leave one position to fill.

"Well then, what about lead guitar?" Jordan asked with a sigh. "This is going to be a tough one."

"It really is. Both Kell Spinks and Zach Scott did a great job. I do like the fact that Kell can sing backup. He's got some great harmonizing skills," Alvin offered.

"I agree, he is talented," Sally said with a nod. "But... how can we pass up someone like Zach on the guitar? I mean, people with that sort of talent don't come along twice in the same lifetime." "He is talented," Alvin agreed. "It's just too bad he doesn't sing."

"Maybe Bree was onto something the other day when she suggested he can be taught. Maybe we can pay for vocal lessons." Zelda tapped her chin as she thought.

"That could take a lot of work, though," Jordan reminded them.

"Bree, what do you think?" Alvin asked. "You really need to have the final decision here."

"Me?" Bree echoed, her eyes widening. "Oh, I uh, don't know. I mean, I think they're both great. I'd be happy with either one."

"But there has to be someone you prefer," Jordan said with a shrug.

"No, not really. They're both talented. I like them both."

"Would you be comfortable with a lead guitar player who didn't sing back up?" Zelda asked her.

"Sure." She had to admit that she thought it would be odd, but she wasn't completely convinced she couldn't teach Zach to sing, at least enough to help her on the chorus with a backing harmony. "So... Zach then?" Zelda asked her.

"If that's what you all want."

"What do you want Bree? Do you want Kell to play guitar for you, or do you want Zach?" Jordan asked.

The way that he'd phrased the question wasn't missed on Bree. "I want... Zach." The words were out of her mouth, even though she'd never planned to say them.

"All right then," Alvin said, looking at the others. "I think we have ourselves a band."

Bree thought to herself, "And I think I have myself a huge problem in the making."