Part 7. After the Gig
21-5-67 Mon
Dear Sophie,
Today Peter and I have been charged with doing the shopping. I don’t know how it’ll turn out but I’ll tell you later.
Well I’m back. I couldn’t believe him at first. He just went on like nothing had happened the other night. Then I realised. He was only comforting me. It probably meant nothing to him. I don’t feel like writing. I’m too depressed. Later.
Eb
22-5-67 Tue
Dear Sophie,
What is wrong with me? It seems like Peter is avoiding me or something. It’s probably my imagination. Maybe I’m expecting too much. I don’t know. I can’t write. It’s just not working for me at the moment. See ya.
Eb
25-5-67 Fri
Dear Sophie,
Micky must have noticed how depressed I was feeling. First he tried to cheer me up with jokes, and when that didn’t work he tried talking.
"What’s wrong Eb? You’ve been moping around all week."
"Oh, nothing."
"Don’t tell me that. Did you have a fight with Peter or something?"
"No." I said defensively.
"Then what? You can either tell me or I’ll get Pete to talk to you."
"No, not that. I don’t want to talk to him at the moment."
"Why not? Has it got something to do with Saturday night?"
"Well, sort of. What do you know?"
"That you were upset and he comforted you."
"Yeah, well that’s basically it."
"How do you mean?"
"Nothing happened."
"Oh, I see. I don’t think he sees you in that way Eb. But I could be wrong. The best way to find out is ask him."
"I’m not going to ask him."
"Why not?" I looked at him as he should know the answer. He got it eventually. "You don’t want to get hurt." I shook my head. "But aren’t you already hurt?"
"I don’t know. I’m too confused now."
"Don’t worry Eb. I’ll see what I can do. It’ll work out."
"Thanks Mick."
After that I felt better. I’m glad it was him I talked to and not Mike or Davy. For some reason I don’t think it would have turned out the same way. Especially not Davy. I still feel weird about when we kissed. I’ll keep you up to date, so until then ciao.
Ebony
26-5-67 Sun
Dear Sophie,
I’ve got news. Micky talked to Peter. He said that he didn’t know how he felt.
"I hope you didn’t mention me."
"Well, I kinda had to Eb."
"No, not like that. You didn’t tell him that I wanted to know did you?"
"What do you think? I wouldn’t do something like that to you Eb."
"Sorry. So that’s all he said? I don’t know how I feel about Ebony."
"Yeah, sort of. He said his feelings were mixed."
"Oh."
"Don’t worry Eb. He’ll come round." I smiled. "You know, I shouldn’t be telling you this, but I feel I should."
"What? That he doesn’t know how he feels?"
"No. It’s just that he hasn’t got all that much experience with girls, being shy and that. I suppose that could be holding him back. Maybe he doesn’t want to be hurt either."
That’s the news Soph. Now I don’t know what to do. What do you think?"
Eb
