On that afternoon in the brightness of my life, I only knew one thing for sure, and it was not that I loved Avery or that I was about to become a father. I was going to be a rock star, maybe the biggest rock star the world had ever seen. I also knew this would not come without a cost. Things would get lost along the way, I knew this deep down in my soul. Ideals, dreams, perceptions…and people. That’s why I made an oath to myself so many years back, as a teenager even, that I would not get attached. And the day Avery told me she was having a baby, I was sure she’d be the first casualty on my road to fame. And I didn’t even have the heart to warn her.