Sail along

Chapter 18

"Hi," Davy said in a whisper. "How's he doing?"

"He doesn't want to see you," Micky sighed.

"Should we come back later?" Peter offered with a smile.

"No, I don't think so," Micky said. "If he has his way, he'd never meet you."

"But we've already met Mike," Peter frowned.

"To him, you're still strangers," Micky said. "It's complicated, we can worry about it all later."

He cleared his throat and, now speaking in his normal volume, opened the door wide.

"Hey, Davy! Peter! Come in!"

Davy and Peter both put on fake smiles as they walked into the pad.

"Nice place you got here," Davy said, looking around.

"Thank you," Micky smiled and looked at Mike.

"Mike, this is Davy. And this is Peter."

Peter smiled and waved at him.

"Hi," he said and Mike frowned and took a step back from them.

"Hey, are you alright?" Davy asked and Mike stared at him.

"Yeah, fine," he muttered, clearly lying.

"Let's eat, huh?" Micky offered going over to the kitchen table. Davy and Peter followed him, occasionally turning to check back on Mike. But Mike stayed in the living room, just staring at them with a concentrated frown.

"What is it?" Davy asked and Mike looked down. He let out a sigh and sat down on the couch, bringing his knees to his chest.

"Mike?" Micky asked "you okay?"

"Maybe we should come back another time?" Peter suggested as Mike stared at him.

"I know you from somewhere." Mike finally said.

Peter smiled at him.

"Yeah, you do," he said quietly, walking over and sitting beside him. "And I know you from somewhere." Mike continued to look at Peter before grinning and snapping his fingers.

"You play at the club on Tuesday and Thursday nights!" He said excitedly "you're amazing on the guitar. Micky," he said getting up and going over to him " I know you were talking about being in a band. Get him before someone else does."

Peter beamed and laughed.

"Thank you," he said flattered.

"You know," Davy said, standing. "I sing and play a bit of percussion myself."

Mike turned and looked at him, studying him.

"I don't think I've ever heard you sing before..." he said with a frown, trying to remember where he must know this person from.

"Oh," Davy said, slightly put out.

"Maybe we can try it and see how we sound together though?" Mike said. "Micky what do you think?" Micky smiled.

"Sounds great Mike. We'll do it after lunch."

"Wonderful." Mike said, clapping his hands together.

"Did he just reform the band?" Davy asked Peter in a whisper.

"I guess he did," Peter whispered back, grinning.

"Would you like to take a seat, Mike?" Micky asked.

"Oh, sure," he said, sitting down beside Peter. Peter smiled and waved slightly at him.

"Hi..." Mike said and his smile faded. "What's your name again?"