Little Wing

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The familiar sight of the golden retriever racing around the back garden was always one of the most beautiful sights for Penelope Rosanna Murphy as she held her cup of tea, her boyfriend running around with the puppy outside.

The figure waved as he held a tennis ball in the air, Penny giving a wave as she leaned against the windowsill content with watching from the safety of her office.

Things had changed dramatically within the last two years; she'd decided to settle down with the boy who'd owned her heart for all of her life, buy a house in North London with her boyfriend and well... She'd grown fame herself. Not only was she the mysterious girlfriend of one of the most prestigious British Invasion Guitarists, she'd stood as the figurehead and spokesperson of the Maculdly case of 70'.

Luckily that page of her life was over now, the memories of late nights driving to and throw to follow up on countless leads made her shudder; she could only imagine her boyfriend's reaction if he hadn't been on tour.

Robert Johnson would be a name to forget for it still made her shudder, she wasn't supposed to be so emotionally invested in her work; she knew that but when you... When you spend nearly a year trying to figure out the famous "Who done it?" it seems impossible.

" Johnson..." She whispered, the name falling off her lips like it had over a thousand times.

" Lo?"

Penny jumped at the sound of the voice before turning behind her, her heart immediately returning back to it's normal pace.

" You thinking about-" He began,

" Yes." Penny sighed as she turned back to the window.

" Ah..." He replied, making his way to hug her from the back, resting his head on hers. " You need to have a break yeah? It's what Rod said was best right?"

" Yeah."

" And besides, we've got someone else to worry about now and I'm not just talking about Brandy." He smiled, wrapping his arms around her waist.

" Why I let you name that poor dog after your favourite drink I don't know." She grinned, " What's next two cats called Benson and Hedges?"

" I was going suggest that as the names if it turns out one becomes two." He spoke sarcastically,

" I will move out of the country if you even utter that again." Penny snorted.

" What about Romeo?" He suggested, " Ya know like Shakespeare and well... my favourite car."

" You're ridiculous David." The Brunette sighed.

" Well I dunno then, you didn't like my other suggestions." Dave laughed,

" Because one way or another they connected back to one of your favourite things. Might as well call it sex." She replied.

" That's a good-" He began,

" Don't you dare even finish that sentence." Penny warned.

" What about something with a C for a girl?" He asked, " Shit!"

" What?"

" When you came home in 64' we discussed it there was a girls name with a C I swear." He thought,

" Charlotte?" Penny questioned, the memory vivid in her head. After all, her memory had been worn out due to work.

" Yes!" He shouted, " That's it."

" It's a nice name." Penny beamed at the sight of her boyfriend's outburst of joy.

" Do you like it?" He drawled,

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