You Stole My Heart

Part 30: Dentist And Fear

           October, 22. 1973.

It was Monday, Roger was having a practice morning with his bandmates. Today there were many things planned, we had a dentist appointment today.

Roger stood in front of the mirror, combing his hair. "I don't like going to the dentist." Roger said in a shaky voice, he seemed a little stressed. "You're not afraid of the dentist, are you?" I asked.  Roger sighed and put the bottle of hairspray in the cupboard. "I just don't like it when someone scrapes my mouth with an iron stick. And I don't like the sound of drilling either."

"You studied dentistry yourself?" I raised my eyebrow. "Yeah, and then I stopped." Roger laughed a little nervously.

Roger looked at the clock, "Are you coming?" Roger asked with an uneasy smile. I nodded and walked outside with the pram that Benjamin slept in.

Roger released Benjamin from the pram. Benjamin opened his eyes and made crying noises. "Sorry little boy, you can sleep in the car." Roger said as he kissed Benjamin.

I got in the front of the car.  Roger got behind the wheel and started the engine. "What time do we have to be at the dentist's office?" I asked. Roger looked at his watch, "Uh, eleven o'clock! I've already arranged with Freddie to leave them earlier." said Roger.

I looked at little Benjamin who had fallen asleep in the child's car seat with his dummy almost falling out of his mouth.

After more than 20 minutes we finally arrived at the recording studio. "We're here darlings." Roger said as he unbuckled his seat belt. I got out of the car and took out sleeping Benjamin, Roger took the pram out of the trunk.

I put Benjamin in his pram, he still slept great. Roger went behind the pram and grabbed my hand tightly.

"Roger, Antonia! You two have come!"  Freddie jumped excitedly from a corner of the building. "Hello dear Freddie!" Roger waved. Brian came out of the toilets, "Oh hey Rog, better again?" Asked Brian. He looked through the pram to look at Benjamin.  "Yes, we feel a lot better. Thanks Bri!"  Roger said with a smile.

Deaky came running out of the recording locally. "Hello there Roger, would you like a beer?" Asked Deaky with a cute smile on his face.  Roger shook his head, "No thanks Deak, I've already brushed my teeth, we have a dentist appointment soon." Roger told.  Deaky shrugged and handed his two bottles of beer to Freddie and Brian.

Freddie escorted us to the recording studio, there was a big black leather couch where we all sat down to catch up. "So Rog, you and your wife were sick." Brian said as he took a sip of his beer. Benjamin slept in my arms.  "Yes, we were wrecked, we were very sick."  said Roger.

Freddie put the bottle of beer on the table, "But tell me, darling, how did it happen?" Freddie asked as he spread his arms.

Roger shrugged, "I don't know, maybe we ate something wrong, what do you think Antonia?" Roger asked. "I just think we caught a virus somewhere." I explained.

"Okay darlings, let's get to practice."  Freddie said, clapping his hands. "Yeah Fred, let's turn on the show!" Brian jumped off the couch. Roger gave me a kiss, "I'll be back in fifteen minutes."  said Roger. I waved softly because little Benjamin was sleeping in my arms.

After a long half hour, Roger came out of the recording studio with Freddie and Brian and Deaky.  It looked as if they had had a party, they all seemed in a happy mood.  "Hey honey, how were you?"  I asked. Roger put on his coat.  "It went great baby, thank you for asking."  said Roger. "Well, I wish you two good luck at the dentist, see you tomorrow Roger. Hopefully you'll want a beer then." Freddie said, winking at Deaky.