groupie...ahhh no...friends

My mother has turned into a groupie. The Fictionist, a semi-well known band in Provo, is touring the Midwest. They ended up crashing at Mike and Emily's housing for two days while they earned enough money to continue on their adventures. All of the band members are LDS and Mike was their Young Men's leader. My Mother and her two really good friends went to their show in a dumpy Detroit bar. Mind you...these three gals are a little different then the typical bar crowd. Three LDS, non drinking, moms. They rock. After the show, my mother walked up to one of the band members and said that they found themselves three new groupies. He hesitated and said "Groupies...ahhh no...Friends...YES!" Turns out some of them went to high school with some of my cousins. My mother gossiped with them. The next night, they played a house show at the Andersons. So funny. I guess my little brother entertained all with the running man. Before the Band left for their next stop, my mother packed them lunches, made them cookies and found them a place to stay in New York.

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