Time waits for no one

Oh they're performing

May 23rd, 1985

The three words that changed my life forever. How could this be? My best friend, telling me such news like this...

A few hours beforehand...

"No fucking way... well, what did you say?" I heard Jimmy on the phone.

"Well my answers yes, of course!... okay keep me updated... bye." I heard him say.

"BABE, YOU WONT BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED!" Jimmy yelled, like an excited child.

"WHAT!" I shouted back, laughing. I then rested my hands on my now 7 month pregnancy belly- which was huge.

"I just got off of the phone with Robert." He began.
"Apparently, there the level of famine in children in Africa is really high." He continued

"That's terrible." I said, genuinely heartbroken, thinking of our children.

Don't get me wrong, I would've been sad hearing that news, but these hormones have me on the verge of tears right now.

"Yes, it's very sad, and unfortunate... BUT!" He then said. I raised my eyebrow in curiosity.

"Bob Geldof called Robert... he's hosting a charity concert to raise money for them, and asked if we could be apart of it."  He finished. My eyes lit up.

"REALLY? That's amazing babe!" I told him, going in for a hug, which didn't go very well considering the two fetuses that are currently inside of me.

"How much are we gonna donate?" I asked. He only smiled.

"No babe, we're gonna perform. Us, and a bunch of other artists." He explained.

"Oh my goodness! That's a wonderful idea!" I said, getting more excited.

"Is Queen performing?" I asked.

"No..." He told me. I was happy, yet disappointed... In my opinion, Queen should've been the first ones called.

"Well, why not?" I asked him.

"I'm not totally sure. It doesn't make much sense, they're a very popular band, hell more popular than us." He said. I looked down.

"Okay." I said, before walking away, and grabbing my purse.

"Where are you going?" He asked, ask I put on a sweater.

"To get a few groceries." I lied, giving him a kiss.

"Want me to come with you?" He asked.

"No, it's fine. Louis will be there." I told him, mentioning our driver. I felt really bad lying, but it was for a good reason.

I waited for Louis to come for around 5 minutes, and I got inside of the limousine.

"Where to?" He asked me.

"Robert Plant's place, please." I requested. He just nodded, and I waited patiently for us to get there.

Around 10 minutes went by, and I was finally there. "Thank you Louis, I'll be out in a minute." I told him. "Take your time." He said back.

I knocked, and after waiting for what felt like hours, he finally opened up.

"Brooklynn! How the hell are you!" He asked, admiring my belly bump. "Tired." I let out a sigh. "Mind if I come in?" I asked, and he hurriedly got out of the way and escorted me in.

"So, what brings you here?" He asked, as we both sat on a white loveseat he had.

"Gee, a tea would be nice." I said sarcastically. "Oh! I'm sorry." He said, hurrying up. I then started laughing.