𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫 - 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 (𝐀 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐜 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧)

1960𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭

I walk the next day in the coffee shop. I hope that I can talk with him. I wait 30 minutes and he don't come. I sigh deep and I was afraid that I come here in vain. Even though its sad I decide to leave and stand up. I push the chair to the table and my jacket is falling down on the floor. I don't recognize it but I search my jacket. Til I hear:

"Here...your jacket..."

I heard a man's voice and I know the voice. I look immediately to his face. And oh my God...its Sonny...Sonny takes my jacket. I take my jacket and I say

"Thank you...so much."

I smile. Sonny smiles too and say to me

"Are you come here often? I saw you already yesterday here as I sing with my boys here."

I was surprised that he recognized me again. So I answer:

"Well...I move here to Hollywood and I just want experience the town here...and I like the coffee shop here."

I smile. Sonny chuckles and say:

"Well then...welcome here...are you stay here for my little concert here again? It's evening so you must wait here a bit."

I nod immediately

"Oh yes..I loved btw your songs..and..I like your voice you know."

Sonny chuckles again

"Thank you...uhm..do you have time to talk with me a bit?

He smiles

"Sure..but a bit."

I nod and we sit down again. We talk about some things. I know that he is 27 years old now. 11 years older than me but I don't care about that. He told me that he live soon in a little apartment in Hollywood because he wants divorce from his wife. I think this is the chance for me.

After a while we end the conversation and  I want walk to the door. He opens me that and I was surprised. I look at him and say:

"Thank you...again..."

Sonny smiles and walks then away. I look behind him and I'm really true in love with him. I want marry him. Wait a minute. I know him only a few minutes ago. What the heck. But he is already married. Soon a divorce man. But I don't think that he loves me. But wait. He is a singer..should I try to ask him if I can sing with him? Maybe I should not. If I'm honest: I would not fit in his little band. Maybe I should try that alone...