Spencer was shocked to hear from Cory. In fact, he wasn't even sure they were friends anymore, but he guessed he could help him out. Maybe Sage could help him out with Gage.
"Hey, our names rhyme." Gage caught on fast, first thing when she introduced herself at the house. Of course, Sage didn't look much older than 15 even if she swore she was 20.
"That is so cool." She grinned as if she knew how to be nice around him. Spencer told her all about Gage's accident on the way over. She told him she needed a job and maybe if she could work at the grocery store, too, then she could make sure Gage was doing OK at work.
Gage got everyone sodas. He'd popped popcorn in the microwave. At least, he never used the stove. Spencer rarely left him alone. But he was only a few minutes away from Cory's, this was the first time Gage was home alone.
They showed her the room downstairs. It was used for mostly his grandmother's stuff, but their was another little room they could stash it in. She saw the band equipment in the basement. Of course, she wanted to jam with them. She was after all, the sound check girl.
"That might be what we've been missing." Spencer told her. He hoped she didn't waste her skills now, being a grocery clerk and babysitting Gage. But Spencer needed a life too. There were classes at the University that were needing his full attention.
"You sure, this'll be all right?" He looked around at the white room with the little windows near the ceiling, letting in some light. All they had was a little twin bed in the corner and a very old chest of drawers. "You can paint in here if you want."
Sage said she'd like that very much. Spencer hoped this worked out.