Chapter 1: Hello, love.

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It was nearing the night time. Lucy Kenny was about to get into bed, but she received a strange message. Tiredly, she reached to check her phone.
"Hello love," read the message, "it's me."
Lucy was used to receiving strange messages from people over the internet, but something felt different about this one. she realize the familiar face in the profile picture. "Oh my goodness! It's my sweet love George Harrison," she exclaimed.

"I know, love," she replied, "but if you're George Harrison, then why is your name Johny Jawaka? Is this some sort of sick prank," she replied. This was true. His name did show up as Johny Jawaka.

"No, it is me, George Harrison. I heard what you said about me in your interview with Maude, and I just want to say, I'm flattered. Flattered to have such a gorgeous bird like you have a crush on me."

Lucy started blushing uncontrollably.
"Send me a photo of that gorgeous face of yours," he said.
"Right now? I was just heading to bed- I have no make up on and my hair is a mess. Wouldn't you rather want one in the morning? I look hideous," she said.
"Nonsense. Now send me a picture," he demanded.
"Okay, but I warned you. Do not be afraid."

Lucy sat up and angled the camera on her face. She snapped a selfie and sent it to George.

" Lucy...... You look gorgeous. You know, I have not had a touch of a woman in over 19 years. The government and mafia are running after me...... I have to pretend I died and now I'm being forced to live in a basement. I'm only allowed one meal per week. Oh how I miss Danny... I can't imagine how he feels, thinking that I passed away nearly 20 years ago," he replied.
"So.... am I the only person you've told?"
"Yes. Now I have said too much.... good bye, Love."

Lucy felt her heart sink. A tear rolled down her cheek. She didn't know whether to feel happy or sad.
"Oh my goodness.... poor Dhani. But George Harrison is alive? And he's talking to me? I can't believe this," she said to herself.

She wiped the tear away and laid back down under the covers. She reached for her George Harrison pillow and wrapped her arms around it. She fell right asleep, eager to dream of her new love with George Harrison.

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