Cassady stumbles out of her bunk and walks into the small kitchen. She could hear the rain hitting the top of their tour bus and realized as she is fixing her coffee. That the tour bus wasn’t moving at all. She looks out of the nearest window and noticed they were stuck in traffic.

She walks towards the front of the tour bus and notices Marty was driving. She learned that Marty was an actual cowboy. He used to be a bull and bucking bronco rider, but had to give it up after barely surviving a life-threatening injury.

Cassady knew he still loved the rodeo, but couldn’t ride anymore in it. She sits down on the sofa near the door “hey Marty, what’s going on with traffic?”

“Morning Cassady, there’s a five-car accident ahead of us. Some stupid SUV driver thought he could move an eighteen-wheeler. Which in turn, caused several cars and a box truck to slam into them.” The tour bus had a police scanner and radar detector installed in it.

“I hope they survived.” Cassady knew an SUV wasn’t a match against an eighteen-wheeler.

“Me too. You girls did good at Bucking Joe’s last night.” Marty was surprised by the song the girls played.

“Thanks, Angela has been working on it for a while. It was supposed to be a rock song, according to her, but with some cord changes and a tempo change. We managed to turn it into a country rock song.”

“Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?” Marty has been curious about Cassady.

“No, go ahead.” Cassady takes a sip from her coffee.

“I don’t know how to ask you this, but before I took this gig. I asked around about you girls and learned that you haven’t always been a girl.”

“True, I was born a male, but mother nature made a mistake with me. At first, I thought I was gay, but after seeing a counselor about how I felt. I learned I wasn’t gay, but a female stuck in a body of a male.” Cassady knew there was more to her.

“How did your folks handle it?” Marty has never met a transgender person before.

“My father could handle the fact I was gay, but couldn’t handle the fact I was trans. It took my mother some time to adjust to the fact I was a girl. However, our relationship became stronger. She still mourned the boy I used to be, but loved that she has a daughter she could teach things to.” Cassady takes another sip from her coffee.

Marty inches forward as the traffic moves some. He could understand a parent's point of view. He has seen a few families torn apart by their child switching gender. It was more about how a father felt about his family carrying on.

Juni comes stumbling over to where Cassady was sitting with a juice bottle in her hand. She had gone to bed wearing a pale lace babydoll outfit. She was wearing a pair of thong panties that exposed her butt but covered her front.

You could see her favorite tattoo of a bearing wearing a top hat, an old-style tail jacket, and holding a walking cane. Underneath the bear, there was a saying “it’s all about the kitty.”

Cassady looks at Juni as she took a sip from her bottle of juice. She knew Juni was faithful to her boyfriend.

“You’re up early.”

“I couldn’t sleep anymore. Your cousin snores when she is drunk.” Juni was sleeping in a bunk across from Jessie.

“She did get hammer last night after we finished our gig.” Cassady knew her cousin only drank a lot when something was bothering her.

“Well, you need to talk to her, Cassady.” Juni liked Jessie a lot. They have been friends since college and since Angela put the band together.

“I’ll see what is bothering her.” Cassady owes her cousin a lot.

Juni looks out the window and saw that it was raining and they were stuck in traffic. They were heading towards their next rodeo gig. This time they were third in the lineup, instead of being the opening act.

They were following a country singer named Roger Cash. He was the grandson of the famous Johnny Cash. He even looked like his famous grandfather and had the same rough-sounding voice. There was another girl group that was going on before them. However, they didn’t play instruments but just sang. They were a local country girl group.

The other members of the Angels start waking up, including Cynthia who was in the lounge area of the bus on her cell phone. She had gone to bed wearing just a t-shirt and panties. Cassady waves her cousin over to her and pats the space next to her, on the sofa.

Jessie walks over with her coffee mug and sits down next to her cousin. She didn’t sleep well last night and had a hangover from hell. She leans her head against her cousin's shoulder and takes a sip from her coffee mug.

“What’s wrong, sweetie?” Cassady knew her cousin very well.

“You know that guy I have been dating?”

“Yeah, that young dentist you met on Love Hearts. Did he dump you?” Cassady knew her cousin liked that guy a lot.

Jessie nods her head, yes. She liked Harold Angle and was thinking about doing something special for him when they got back.

“Let me guess, he can’t deal with you being gone for the next five months.” Cassady knew a lot of guys couldn’t handle having a rock star for a girlfriend.

“Among other things. I heard from Kelly that he was seeing another girl behind my back, while I was gone.” Jessie couldn’t believe the two-timing jerk.

Cassady holds her cousin close to her body and reassures her cousin everything will be okay. She knew her cousin wanted to find someone who made me better and whose values matched hers. She also knew, her cousin was secretly jealous of the relationship Juni had with her boyfriend.

Cynthia tosses her cell phone onto a nearby lounge seat and tries to calm down. The booking agent she worked with, fucked up a gig she had approved. Now, she had to cancel it and get something to replace it or the girls would be sitting around for a week.

She picks up her cell phone and makes a few calls. She knew a country western bar that has been wanting a new group to play at its place. It was owned by an old friend of the family.

Cynthia sits down on the lounge seat and brings up the booking schedule on her tablet. She changes the dates while she talks on the cellphone.

“Hey girls, a truck shop is coming up. Do you want to grab some breakfast or keep going?” Marty looks at Angela since she was the leader of the group.

“Let’s stop and grab some breakfast.” Angela knew everyone did feel like cooking.

“Sounds good to me. I’ll let Cynthia know.” Rick heads towards the back of the bus and spots Cynthia on the phone.

Cynthia spotted Rick standing in the doorway “what’s up?”

“We’re stopping for breakfast and fuel. I thought you should know.”

“Okay. I join you guys in a few minutes.” Cynthia was on hold as she waited for Carol to get back to her.

“Okay.” Rick turns and heads back toward the front of the bus.