Beautiful Boy (Book1)

Love From Me To You 10

I can hardly wait, To see you to come of age, But I guess we'll both, 

Just have to be patient, Yes it's a long way to go, 

But in the meantime...(Beautiful Boy by John Lennon)

FEW YEARS LATER

LONDON; 1956

Dear John

It has been so many years since Ive seen you. I miss you two. Why'd it had to be this way? I don't know. 

Thanks for writing me though. I thought you'd forgotten me. 

London is just as busy as it was when i was little. Before i moved to Liverpool that is. I love Liverpool though. I hope some day i can come and see you. Anyways, off those rabbit trails. I my self am just fine. My dad remarried. She is a nice mum, just not like one i was expecting. But my dad is fine.

Oh thats great! I was thinking of picking up the guitar, but im not sure. You think i should? Speaking of music, who's your favorite artist? I love Elvis, but then again Chuck Berry is rather good. But Elvis's voice! My stepmother said that she would take me to an Elvis concert. I asked her if i could bring a friend if possible, she said i could. So i was thinking that friend would be you.

Well, lets see. Ill send you a picture of me and you send one of you! I want to see what you look like at 15. Hehe. I hope you havnt changed, i love your kid look. 

Well, John i best be going. Hailey (you remember her) is coming over. Im expecting she will say hello.

Love,

Fer

Ps. Hows school and hows your family? Hope to hear from you soon. Love you.

I folded the letter and placed it in an envelope. I walked down the long stairs of out flat and put it in the post. I looked across the road. We had a clear view of London's Scotland Yard, my dad used to work their but stopped once he got married.

I met Hailey outside and we headed upstairs to study.

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Next morning i went outside to get the morning post. I rummaged through the letters, none from John. I was really anxious to see what he looked like.

I went back inside and was welcomed by my step mum. She gave me my breakfast and i ate it then left for school.

AFTERNOON

"Fer, darling, you got a letter." My 'mum' called.

I hurried out of my room and thanked her, then went back and shut my door.

I ripped the letter opened. I pulled out a picture of a boy who had an Elvis hairdo and a leather jacket. I couldn't believe this was John! He looked so striking.

I read the letter.

Dear Fer

I miss you too. But i lately i've been sad. Heres the answer to the PS, which goes along why im sad.

Well a few days ago, i lost my Uncle George. He had just been leaving my room when he fell flat on the ground. He was rushed to the hospital but that didn't save him. He died. Mimi has changed, i've changed sense thats happened. But i have been hanging out with me mum, my real one! She taught me how to play the guitar. I wish you could meet her, i know you'd love her. She's so much like your mum. 

Any ways, that how I've been. Now school. Well, i hate school, i, don't tell any one, but, i sometimes will skip and go with my friends. Im also working on a band, we're not sure what our name will be, and im not even sure if it will go through! 

Man thats gear! Id love to go see Elvis! He's my favorite. And you should take up guitar. I may use you one day. Hahaha

Well at least you have a family. Just be happy about that, just because she aint your real mum doesn't mean she cant be one. If that even made sense. What im saying is that she's there for you, just like Mimi was for me.

You know, when i saw your photo i just stared for like 3 minutes. Your so pretty, or may i use the word hot. I wish you lived closer, id love to show the boys you off. Hehehe. Just kidding. 

You've changed big. One you look like a 16 year old and two well your hair looks a different shade. Or is that just the light? 

Oh darn, Mimi is call me for supper. I better go and get this in the post anyways. Heres my phone number if you would like to call. 1------------ Id love to hear your voice. In my next letter im sending you a piece of my paper, its called the Daily Howl. All the lads love it! They get a laugh out of it too. Well see you! 

I wish i could celebrate my birthday with you. Just call me on the 9th of October okay! You should get this on the 8th.

Bye! 

Loovee you

Love

Mr. Winston Churchill (John) :)

I laughed at his little joke and took my pencil and began to write. 

Dear John

I stopped. Ill just reply to him tomorrow. 

My heart was beating so fast, i couldn't wait to talk to John tomorrow. On the phone! I get to hear his voice. 

I put his picture inside an empty frame i had and put it on my night stand. I stared at it for a while. His nose looked the same. His eyes did. I wish it was coloured. Thats what its missing, colour.

I laid back and closed my eyes. I tried to picture John. I soon fell asleep. I had a hard day anyways.