|Fred leaves tomorrow at 10:00. They only get a hundred bucks a show, 15 shows in 3 weeks, and there are seven of them in the band, who all need to eat, and a place to sleep.
"I'm sorry," he said, after I interrupted practice. "I'm kind of off in my own head. It happens sometimes. You'll have to forgive me."
As if he hadn't already been forgiven for everything he ever did.