Imagine

Chapter 58

(Found one of John and Ringo!!)

John was asleep for only about 15 minutes when he awoke again. He checked the time. Then, he rolled over on the couch to face the back of the couch and removed the pillow he had over his head. 

Then, he tried to go back to sleep. When he realized he wasn't able to get back to sleep, he sat up again. Then, he looked over at Sean, who was now playing with a neighborhood kid.

"Hey, uh, Sean?"

Sean ran up to him with the kid next to him.

"Who's yer friend?"

"His name is Kevin. He's my friend."

"Oh. Well, nice to meet you Kevin."

"Nice to meet you too Sean's dad."

"Yer a cute kid."

"Cuter than me?" Sean asked.

"Uh...................no."

"Good."

John laughed. "Thanks for being quiet while I at least tried to sleep."

"Your welcome. Daddy, can he stay?"

"We can't keep him.............he belongs to someone else."

"No. Can he stay for dinner?"

"Hmm. If its okay with his mum and if its okay with yer mum, then its okay with me."

"Okay."

"Now, go play. I got some work that needs to be done."

The two kids left and John picked up the music sheet from Paul's song. He started reading it, then, he picked up his guitar and began playing it. After a couple minutes, he realized that he wasn't happy about the music that was put together, so he started making revisions to it. He was going to have to tell Paul the next day.

While he was making revisions to the song, he smelled the food that was being cooked. Now, he couldn't really concentrate because all he could think about was eating.

Now, he was upset because he couldn't think of anything else. He propped his head up on his hand and gave a mad expression on his face.

"Why does the food have to smell so good?" He asked himself. "Why can't I sleep? Why do I have so many questions I can't answer meself?"

Sean came running in again with a bowl of pasta and handed it to John. "It done."

John took the bowl. "Thanks kid."

"Dad, when is Julian coming back?"

"In a few days. After school. Remember?"

"But I want him here."

"So do I. He still has school. We can't prevent it."

"Oh. Okay."

"So, I got a question for you."

"Okay."

"How do you feel about visiting my old friend Paul?"

"I don't know who that is."

"As I said, he's a friend of mine. Would you want to meet him?"

"Yeah. But I don't know who that is."

"I know. But ye'll love him."

"Okay, then."

"Now, the question is, how would I tell yer muther about this?"

Sean shrugged. 

"Yer just a kid. What do you know?"

"Nothing."

John laughed. "When you go to school, ye'll know things."

"Okay."

Sean jumped on the couch.

"Who's Paul?"

"He's me old mate. We were in a band together a long time ago."

"Was the band good?"

"Very good. We were successful. Sometimes, I miss working with them."

"Who?"

"The rest of the band. They're like brothers to me."

"Oh. Dad, when can we visit my old friends?"

"In America?"

Oh.

John never expected Sean to ask that question. He didn't really know how to answer it. 

"Um.................how about later."

"When?"

"I don't know."

"Okay. Are you mad because I ask?"

"No son. I'm not mad. It was just a matter of time before you asked me that."