By 3 A.M. Christmas morning, Drew had finished his exhaustive list of Fiona Silverman’s closest friends and acquaintances. He listened to the final strains of “You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere” from the album Rancho California, the 2014 debut by Calico the Band, an all-female vocalist’s country and western band from Los Angeles. The “Calico” in the band’s name stood for “California Country.” The duo of Kirsten Proffit and Manda Mosher accentuated Gram Parsons’ hippie country-rock with burnished harmonies reminiscent of Fleetwood Mac with a hint of the jangle pop of ‘80s college rock. Like Tami Neilson, Calico the Band was another of Drew’s recent discoveries whose music he liked a lot.
After closing the laptop and shutting off the Bose player, Drew went to his bedroom. He got undressed, switched off the light, and into bed, hoping he could get some sleep. Sleep for Drew after Iraq had been fleeting. He considered it a good night when he could get five or six hours of it, especially good on the nights the dreams didn’t come.
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