He slid the CD into the player. Track three. What If . Scott Stapp’s voice filled the cab like a confession.
"Leo?" Danny’s voice cracked.
Then the radio in his beat-up truck crackled. "Can you take me higher?" The opening riff of Creed’s Higher cut through the static. Leo’s hands tightened on the steering wheel. He and Danny used to blast this album on summer nights, windows down, driving past the cornfields with the CD skipping on Human Clay . Creed- Human Clay full album zip
By the time With Arms Wide Open started, Leo was crying. That song had been Danny’s lullaby for his newborn daughter—Leo’s niece, whom he’d never met. The lyrics weren’t just about fatherhood. They were about second chances. He slid the CD into the player
He pressed call.
Leo hadn’t spoken to his brother in three years. The silence sat between them like a wall of wet clay—heavy, shapeless, and growing harder by the day. Scott Stapp’s voice filled the cab like a confession