It was the most brilliant moment with George Harrison. There we were, dancing and staring at each other. It was like in the movies. Only this time, it was real. Maybe George is the one after all, I decided. He was too darn perfect. He was…

The dance ended and I felt slightly disappointed. The party lasted all day, leaving me a couple of hours to rest for me to go to the Cavern Club, where the Beatles would be performing. We talked, chatted with my cousins and relatives and they all gave me lovely gifts. It felt wonderful. I was like a celebrity for a day. When evening came, me and Daniel got ourselves ready for concert. Gladly, Pop-Pops allowed me to go there but there was curfew time. Boo…. Psshh…. Oh, well. Maybe he was concerned about Daniel who was still too young to go to a club. When we got there, I was kinda glad that Pop-Pops told us to go home early. I couldn't get home fast enough. The place looked like a basement cellar under a castle. The air inside was dense. Too much smoke and alcohol, I think. Even Daniel wasn't too keen about the place either. Talk about well-raised children in an old-fashioned way. But nevertheless, the Beatles gave a breathtaking performance just like what they did earlier. The girls infront were screaming like banshees until their voices became hoarse. Paul kept on flirting with the girls while the others were focusing on each of their instruments, especially John. George had that sullen look when he is in his serious mode. After the concert, the Beatles whizzed towards us and ushered us outside. John, Paul and Pete talked with Daniel like they have been friends for centuries (it's amazing how boys could easily be friends with their acquaintance in a blink of an eye) but George wanted to talk to me. (I was very flattered.)

"Well, it's still early and the night is young and so are we. What do you want to do in your birthday evening?"

I shrugged. "Take an evening stroll in the park peacefully," I replied. George took my hand and boycotting the others, we escaped to a nearby park. The same park where… I lost the balloon seller all his balloons before he could say "knife". I ducked when I recognized him. George laughed and held my hand tightly. Then as if an instinct, we went to the pavilion where George first kissed me.

"Had a fancy memory here," George remarked as we sat down and the top step of the pavilion. I flushed.

"George, I had a very wonderful birthday. It was more magical with my family around, especially with my brother, Daniel and… you, Georgie." He smiled.

"Did you know, Claudee I was the one who requested for us Beatles to play for you?"

"you did?"

"Yeah. I wanna give you the best birthday present. At first, I was hesitant, I know you don't like music well but the others were game to give you our best performance. They were all pumped up playing in your party than in the Cavern earlier,"

"That's because they were tired," I said wryly.

He winked. "I called Mr. Kane that the Beatles will give you a mini-concert and he knows us well so he said in a bemused voice, 'Oh, how lucky could be my granddaughter to have a concert from you in your own will?'"

"I am lucky, I suppose in a way. I'm lucky to meet you George," I said.

" I think I'm much luckier in meeting you," he argued. I grinned. I rested my head on his shoulder and he held my shoulders. Softly, he began singing (he can sing, why didn't he tell me so?!) and I almost fell asleep when George pinched my cheeks.

"What?" I asked bewildered. I have gotten out of my trance and felt more alive as usual. (you know, that feeling when you are jolted awake from sleep?)

"I've got something to tell you," he said nervously.

I was becoming wary. "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. Promise to listen to me… alright?"

"Right."

He was looking extremely hesitant. ( like he was breathing heavily and came in short gasps)

"Go on, Georgie boy." I prompted.

He looked suspiciously at me. I couldn't stand the suspense any longer.

"Oh, for Pete's sake, just spit out before we grow old here,"

He looked reproachful. I calmed down, and smiled at him. He took the deepest breath of all breaths and…