1958

He is your best friend. Growing up you did everything together; racing toy cars, playing in the park all day, playing cards, building blanket forts, riding bikes. Everything. But now you’re 15. You still do everything together, but it’s a bit different now. Everything you do always seems like a date. For example; going to the movies, hanging out at each others houses, playing guitar and just talking.

You two became friends by being neighbors. If his Mother or your Mother were busy, they would take care of each other when you were little kids. If his Mother needed to quickly grab some groceries, he would be dropped off at your house.

It is currently 10PM. Way after his bedtime. When you hear your bedroom window open. You wake up and instantly reach to grab something to defend yourself. But then, instantly relaxing when you make out George’s silhouette.

“Mam would kill me if i came into her house right now…”

George mentioned earlier that day about having an audition to be allowed into this band. The older boys around the corner invited him to audition for their band after seeing his guitar skills. The audition was at the local pub and he had to sneak out.