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Liverpool, 1957
A beautiful summer morning it was. The sky was blue, the sun was shining really bright, and the weather was very good. Unlike the usual weather that always happens to Liverpool. It certainly was unusual.
Children, teenagers, adults, and seniors went out of the house to play and feel the fresh air. Children playing hide-and-seek, tag, kites, riding bicycles, and swimming in the lake. It was wonderful.
Thirteen-year-old Carolyn Brown was on her front lawn looking after her two younger brothers. She was sitting upon the soft green grass, and the gentle breeze gently swept her dark hair from her shoulders.
She was reading a book by Jane Austen, titled: "Pride and Prejudice". She loves to read classic books, especially by Jane Austen and Robert Louis Stevenson.
"Excuse me?" said a lad with a rather shy voice.
She looked up from her book, and saw a dark haired lad with a rather shy face and sweet chocolate brown eyes. His cheeks turned pink as she smiled at her warmly.
"Can I help you?" she asked him.
"I have a basket filled with fruits for a Mrs. Brown from my mother," he said to her shyly and showed her the basket.
"Oh! You must be Mr. and Mrs. Harrison's son!" she said. "Why, mother told me that you'd come! And here you are!" Her voice was rather cheerful.
"She's ill, am I right?" he asked her politely. He was watching every lines he would say. He didn't want to break someone's hurt with impolite words.
"Yes," she said calmly and stood up from the grass. She was as tall as him, and his fingers were longer than hers. She knew that he was a guitarist.
"What is your name, by the way?" she asked him.
"My name is George," he said.
She smiled at him. "Hi, George, my name is Carolyn," she said to him. "Come on, I'll walk you to my mother's room." She looked at her ten-year-old brother, Simon.
"Simon, do look after Henry for a while," she said to him.
"Where are you going?" he asked her.
"I'm going to take George, here, to mother," she said. "I won't be long, I promise."
He nodded his head, and she smiled at him. She and George went inside the house, and climbed up the staircase. They stood in front of the bedroom door, and she gently knocked on the door. Mrs. Brown told them to come in.
Carolyn opened the door, and saw her mother sitting on the bed with her back leaning against the pillow looking very ill.
"Mother, George Harrison is here," she said gently.
Mrs. Brown managed a warm and friendly smile to George.
"Ah, yes! Do come in, George." She said to him.
He walked inside the room with Samantha following behind him, and he sat on the chair beside the bed and Mrs. Brown.
"Hello, Mrs. Brown," he greeted her warmly. "My mother sent this for you."
He gave her the basket, and she set it upon her lap. She looked at him, and gave him a weak smile. She gently touched his face, and he looked at the pillow instead of her.
"Tell your mother I said thank you, dear," she said. "Oh, you've grown, George! The first time I saw you it was when you were still about…three! And now look! You're a young man already! You should have Carolyn as your lover. She's single, you know?"
"Mother!" complained Carolyn, and George's cheeks turned pink. He gave a little chuckle.
"Thank you, Mrs. Brown. I'll do my best to win her heart," he said teasingly, and Mrs. Brown chuckled.
"Oh, seriously, George!" said Carolyn, trying to hide her red cheeks by words.
"Get well, soon, Mrs. Brown," he said.
Mrs. Brown smiled at him, and nodded her head slowly. He stood up from the chair, and walked back to Carolyn.
"Goodbye, George," said Mrs. Brown as he and Carolyn walked toward the door.
"Goodbye, Mrs. Brown," he said to her back and gave her a little and awkward wave.
He and Carolyn walked out of the room, and climbed down the flight of stairs together.
"Are there any chances that you and I will meet again, George?" she asked him as they approached the front door.
He shrugged. "Maybe."
"I just hope that we will," she said as they walked out of the house and toward the little gate.
He smiled at her shyly, and his cheeks turned bright red. She noticed it, and she couldn't help herself but to let her laugh out.
"What's the matter?" he asked her as they stopped on the front gate.
She looked at him with a wide smile on her face. She held her laugh, and her eyes twinkled. She bit her lip, and shook her head.
"Oh, nothing, George," she said to him kindly.
"Fine." He said with a friendly smile on his face, and let out his hand to her. "Goodbye, then?"
She looked at it, and then him. She shook his hand, and nodded her head.
"Goodbye, George," she said to him with still a wide smile on her face.
They let go of their hands, and he walked down the street. He gave a little wave at her, and walked to his house—which wasn't that quite far from hers. Only three houses from hers to the left, and George lived there. He thought about her as he walked home.
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