They'll Please Please You

Let it be

Chapter 26

Still Lucy's POV

   The next few days went so fast, that they were almost a complete blur. Ever since I've been here, nothing bad has happened. At least not around here. Lets hope it stays that way when my parents get here.

   It was Tuesday and the lads were acting quite lazy. That's usually typical of them to do that in the mornings. Most of the time it's pretty funny, but also it can get annoying. Especially John. He couldn't get a pencil that fell right under his feet. He wasn't trying.

   Becca and I were sitting on the floor when my mom called me again. "Good morning Lucy!" She greeted. "Good morning mom!" I answered back. "We are on our way to Liverpool to see how you are doing," she said. "Ok," I said back.

   I stepped outside and saw their car approaching. I hung up the phone once they pulled over and they stepped outside. I hugged both of my parents. They were so happy to see me after about a year

   "You've gotten a little bit taller since we've last seen you!" said my father. I took them inside and the lads actually were dressed and clean. Why can't they do that every morning? "You must be Lucy's parents," said Paul. "Yes we are, and you must be the Beatles," said my mom said a little excitedly.

   They shook each of their hands and George awkwardly stepped forward. He walked up and put his hands on my shoulders. "So you're the Beatle that's dating our daughter," said my father. "Yes I am and she is a lovely girl," George answered proudly. My parents smiled at him.

   Becca stepped out and hugged both of my parents. "It's so nice to see you again," she said. "You too," they said.

   "So how long have you known the Beatles?" my mom asked. "For about 5 months," I answered. My mom was so amazed at that. "It's a really nice place and nothing bad ever happens around here. I've been here for a while now and nothing bad has occurred," I pointed out.

   "We aren't too sure about that," my dad replied. "We keep hearing awful things on the news of bad things going on," he continued. "Like what?" I asked. "People going crazy and drunk out of their minds because people here drink a lot," he explained. "Lots of people have also been getting seriously injured here for lots of different reasons."

   Most of these things is something I could easily avoid. Or at least try my best. "I usually don't wander these streets by myself," I said. "That's a good thing, but we still get pretty worried." said my mom. I looked a little upset.

   "So do I have to leave?" I asked. "We need to think about it for now," said my dad. They sat down to think. Paul got an idea and told the others. They got their instruments and paper out. They tuned a little bit and played  a few chords. This song didn't sound familiar, it must be a new one.

   Paul sat down next to me and the music started:

   "When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be. And in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be. Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be. Whisper words of wisdom, let it be. And when the broken-hearted people living in the world agree, there will be an answer, let it be. For though they may be parted, there is still a chance that they will see, yeah there will be an answer, let it be. Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah let it be. There will be an answer, let it be. Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah let it be. Whisper words of wisdom, let it be. Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be. Whisper words of wisdom, let it be. And when the night is cloudy, there is still a light that shines on me, shine until tomorrow, let it be. I wake up to the sound of music, Mother Mary comes to me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be. Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah let it be. There will be an answer, let it be. Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah let it be. Whisper words of wisdom, let it be."

   The song was so beautiful that I started to tear up a little bit. My parents were sitting there all happy and so entertained by them. I thanked Paul for the song and he smiled. I hugged George because he was smiling and winking at me the whole time. I kissed him on the cheek and he blushed.

   "Well, judging from all of this, I think we have made our decision," explained my mom. "What is it?" I eagerly asked.

   "You can stay!"