Please stay

Richard

I could tell Paul couldn't be happy. So, we did our next show in Finland. It went great. Then we went too Norway.

That is where something happened. I was playing and I didn't see it. but, all of a sudden I felt myself being tackled to the ground. I heard a crash as a beam fell. It was on fire. Whoever pushed me. Me and them landed off the stage.

I landed on my back. The person who pushed me got up and we both walked on stage. I noticed Paul was not in the wheelchair.
I went to my spot and looked around and noticed everyone was standing. Like they saw something they could not believe.

We started the next song and I noticed movement. I was glad when it was over. I wanted to know who pushed me.

We were doing some sight seeing before we left Norway. I was walking by a stream. I didn't know I was being followed. I sat down and I felt someone put their hands on my shoulders. I looked up to see Paul. He was standing. I got up and he kissed me.

"Your walking??"

"Yes, I found out when I ran and pushed you."

He finally smiled. I missed that. I am so glad he is OK. I hugged him. I didn't want to let him go. I was happy.