“Okay…what do I do?” Chrissie asked me. I sighed.
“You take this stack of flyers and you pass them out, you also put them up anywhere you can!” I instructed her. “Watch.” I said snapping some tape off my roll and slapping a bright yellow flyer to the wall. The picture had turned out terrifically.
“What if no one takes them?” Chrissie asked.
“You force the flyer on them…watch me…” I knew had to show Chrissie. Veronica was already at work with her stack further down the sidewalk.
“Hey! Hey, hey, hey….hey! You there…here…come see Queen Friday night. Here!” I shoved a flyer into some guy’s hand. I did the same to the girl that was with him. “No cover charge and the drummer’s gorgeous!” I watched them walk away. “Okay! See you Friday night, then.”I called after the two. Chrissie looked at me as if I had lost my mind. She shook her head frantically.
“No, Lydia…I can’t do this. I can’t just shove these things on people!’ Chrissie fought me.
“Watch again…” I told her.
“HEY! You! Hey, hey, hey! Queen…Friday night, 9:00! Come see! You won’t be disappointed!” I shoved a flyer into someone else’s hand.
“Cool, thanks!” the guy said to me.
“See? Do if for Brian, Chrissie.” I told her. She blushed. “Go! Force that flyer on someone!” told her before slapping her on the back. She smiled and took a deep breath, walking down the sidewalk a bit from me.
“Umm…ex...excuse me…excuse me. I would like to invite you to see the band Queen. 9:00 this Friday and thank you.” Chrissie said softly. The girls refused their flyer. I rolled my eyes and moaned.
“No, Chrissie! Watch again…” I liked my finger and grabbed another flyer. It was windy today and that wasn’t helping keep the stack together.
“ S’cuse me! S’cuse me! Yes, hi. This Friday, Queen. 9:00. Tell your friends! They’re a rock band, you’ll love their sound.” I forced another couple flyers out. I returned to Chrissie. “Try again. Remember….this is for Briiiiiian.” I taunted her. Chrissie took another breath.
“Whoa! Whoa! Where you goin’!? Here! Come see Queen this Friday…um…OH! The guitar player has unbelievable hair!” Chrissie’s face radiated with excitement. I was so proud of ‘er. She turned around and looked at me. “Oh, Lydia…that was fun!” I laughed at her.
“Come on, we need to go to the student union. We’ll really get rid of these fast there. I imagine Veronica has plowed through hers by now.”
“Okay, but remember! I’m meeting Brian after his class in an hour. I need to be finished by then.” Chrissie reminded me.
“I know, I know. I wouldn’t dare make you late for dinner with your boyfriend.” I said, rolling my eyes again.
“He’s not my boyfriend!” Chrissie’s voice cracked.
“You’re still on that, huh? I asked as I held on to the stack of flyers to keep them from getting caught in the wind.
“But…I need to ask you somethin’.” Chrissie asked me.
“Alright.” I answered, not slowing my pace any.
“I uh…I got a little present…if you want to call it that, for Brian. I just…I saw it and I thought of him. So, do you think that would be inappropriate if I gave it to him?” Chrissie asked me reluctantly.
“Of course not, he’s your boyfriend.” I said flatly.
“Oh good, I’m glad you think….wait!” What!? Lydia!” Chrissie’s voice was cracking again a little bit.
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Autumn in Kensington
RomanceA spin-off to 'The gig Up North'. It's a Friday night. Another show. Same bar. Same crowd. The difference? Lydia has brought someone for Brian to meet. Autumn: It's a kind of magic. A lot of focus on Brian!
