The Beatles Story

Chapter 38

John just looked at it.

"What?" Paul asked.

"Did ye think that, maybe, I need a right-handed one?"

George laughed.

"I am so sorry John. I got one." Paul said, snickering as he went to get a right-handed guitar. He came back and it was the exact color as the one John owned.

"I love it already. I do got a question though. Why do ye have a right-handed guitar when yer left-handed?"

"Just in case a right-handed person comes to me house to play."

"Makes sense."

The guitar hasn't been used in a while so it was out of tune. Before John decided to play it, he tuned it to the classic tuning. "There we go. Ye need to make sure all of yer guitars are tuned Paul." John said smiling.

"I'm not right-handed so I have no use for it. I don't really mess with it. If it makes ye feel better, all me other guitars are tuned."

"Well, thanks for letting me use this one." He said as he finally started playing. After a few moments, Paul tried talking to him, but, no luck. John was already too caught up in the music and didn't hear a word Paul said.

"Geo, can ye help me out here?"

"With what?" He said biting into a sandwich.

"Getting his attention."

"I got it." George said grabbing a pillow, only to be stopped by Paul.

"Find another way."

"How about the simple Tap on the Shoulder trick?"

"Could work. Try it." Paul said.

"Why don't ye. Ye wanted to talk to him."

"I know. But, I forgot what I was trying to say to him. Anyways, I wanna bug him."

"Wait, hear that?"

"What?"

"He's not playing." George said.

They both turned their heads to see John smiling at them and shaking his head. "I heard every word ye said ye know."

"No. I didn't know. Why didn't ye say anything?"

"I wanted to see whether one of ye would notice that I stopped playing so I can hear the conversation. I did hear my name so, naturally, I looked."

Julian came running inside and hugged George's legs. "Hi." was all he said.

"Ey Julian. What's happenin'?"

"I don't know." He said as he continued to hug George's legs. "Hi daddy. Hi mummy."

"Ey son. Can I ask ye a question Jules?"

"What?"

"Why do ye choose to hug Geo instead of me?"

"I don't know."

"Yes ye do."

"No I don't."

"Yes ye do."

"No I don't."

"John! We just talked about that this morning!" Paul said, walking up to him and covering his mouth again so he wouldn't speak.

John tried to move Paul's hand but, his grip was too strong. All he did was groan and look angrily at Paul. "Why is it ye two can't get along for 5 minutes?"

John shrugged. "Can I speak?" He muffled into Paul's hand. Paul was barely able to understand it.

"Sure why not?" He said, moving his hand away from John.