In which the illegitimate granddaughter of Beatle Paul McCartney finds herself in Liverpool in the early 1960s, falling hopelessly in love with John Lennon.
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18th October, 1960
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John stormed out of Astrid and Stu's flat, furious with himself. Why had he gone off at her like that? Not only was she ill - he knew it would be several weeks before her head got better - but he suspected that he had just ruined any chance that he had with her.
John replayed his words over in his mind, and his stomach turned as he remembered it all.
"You're not my mother, not Mimi, and you're not even my girlfriend!"
Ruby hadn't deserved that.
Before he had even reached the end of the path, he knew that he wanted to make it up to her.
Ruby deserved that.
John reached into his pocket, fumbling about to see how much change he had. He brought out a fistful of money and looked at it, quickly counting how much he had.
Barely enough, but enough nevertheless.
He ran to the Kaiserkeller and made a bolt for the phone behind the bar. The tender, who was already hard at work cleaning the previous night's glasses and refilling empty optics, looked at him in surprise as John jumped across the bar and landed beside him.
"Alright, John?" He asked in a thick German accent. He wasn't good at English, but John and the rest of the band had been teaching him some Scouse slang since they'd arrived - he was picking it up quickly.
John ignored him, ramming his coins into the slot on the phone and then dialling the phone number which had become so familiar to him.
"Hello?"
"Cyn?" Hearing her voice made him frustrated. She was a nice enough girl, and she had always done her best to make him happy, but it wasn't working for him anymore.
"John?" She sounded somewhat surprised to be speaking to him. "Is that you?"
"Yeah," he replied, following it up with a sigh. "Look, I think we need to talk, don't you?"
She sighed, too. "I do."
The two of them knew that this conversation was unavoidable, and they had both known it was coming for a while.
Cynthia spoke, "John -"
But he cut her off, "no," he said, "I want to go first." She obeyed him, just as she always had done. "There's someone else." No point in being subtle. Despite herself and the fact that she had known what was coming, Cynthia burst into tears. She truly loved John, and the thought of him loving somebody who wasn't her was painful - and she knew that person was one of her very good friends, if not her best - and that hurt a lot, too - but she didn't blame Ruby.
