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Morning Old MenAugust 2011
He woke up to find John's hand resting above his navel. Paul stroke the hand as he watched John snore on the pillow beside. His freakishly-long hair was tossed in his face and he looked different without his glasses on. Paul could remember the times when John didn't want to wear glasses because he didn't like them at all. A very long time ago, that was, Paul thought. He glanced out the window and saw the cloudy morning sky. It was going to rain or maybe it already did. Paul could still hear the soft cricket sounds that were hidden deep in the bushes. It was so early... What time was it?
As gently as he could, Paul lifted John's hand as he wiggled out of the blankets. A blast of cold air met with Paul's thick, heated body. He was only wearing a plaid of boxers. His shirt was lying on the floor with his slacks, belt, socks, shoes. Paul pushed himself off the bed with a small grunt. It's a bitch being old, he thought.
The bedroom door creaked open and Saunders, thei
Love Should Not Hurt ch 5
Girls flung themselves onto the moving limo and pounded their fists hard on the windows. Some were yanking the silver door handles trying to get in. Their screams were loud and earsplitting. Paul and George were watching them in the backseat. Ringo was smiling and waving in the middle seat. Their driver wore a grim expression on his face while steering the car with two gloved hands. Beatles' manager, Brian Epstein, sat in the passenger seat and reached inside his jacket pocket to pull out a capsule of painkillers for his throbbing headache.
"How far are we to the Albert Hall, Brian?" Ringo turned his head away from the screaming girls.
"Hang on, we're almost there," Brian said. He popped two white pills in his mouth and reached for his water between his legs.
"You told us that ten minutes ago," George said as he watched one girl collapse to the ground from hitting the car door with a sickening THUD.
Every now and then, Paul would raise a finger and nibble the nail off with nervousness.
I'm Always With YouSummer 1985
Sean Lennon stopped five feet away from the Pump It record store. His older brother Julian looked back at him and saw how frightened the ten-year-old kid looked.
"What's the matter, Sean?"
"I'm not going in there."
"I just can't..."
Twenty-three-year-old, Julian, pulled his cigarette out and tossed it. He crushed the embers with the toe of his boot and scraped it away. "You were begging me to take you just an hour ago."
"I know," Sean said.
"What's the problem then?" Julian demanded.
Sean opened his mouth to speak but no words come out.
"I'll never know with you. C'mon, let's go inside already," Julian reached over and grabbed Sean by the shoulder. The two of them went inside the small record store before Sean had the chance to escape.
"Hello! How are you guys doing today?" greeted a young, attractive looking woman behind the store counter. Her bleach blond hair was stylish high with a purple scarf and she wore one silver hoop and one diamond stud for earrings. H
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