I thought I should write something a little more fun. How about the four lads.........aside from their professional singing career, works with the cops in salving various cases. Sounds like a lot of fun to write! I'll give it a shot!
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(Paul's daughters. I'm betting that was supposed to be a get along shirt! 😂😂 #goodparenting)
John went over to Ringo's. He knew Ringo would be home. Once he opened the door, he looked at John in shock. "John! What brings you here?"
"Looks like you were getting ready to leave."
"Yeh. Wanna join? Looks like you could use some company right now."
"I could. That's why I came here. I knew ye'd be home."
"Lucky for you, you came literally as I was walking out the door."
"Well, if yer busy, I could come back another time."
"Don't be ridiculous. Yer welcome to join and help me out if ye want."
"Sure. What's happ'nin?"
"Spring cleaning."
John laughed. "You do know it's not spring right?"
"Yeh. I do my yearly cleaning in the winter time. I'm different."
"Boy do I know it." John said laughing.
"Ready to get going?"
"I guess so. Wanna take yer car or mine?"
"Yers is bigger. Let's take yers."
"What kind of shopping are ye doing?"
"Gotta get some new things for the house. Getting rid of old stuff ye know. Got some stuff I need to replace because they're falling apart."
"Ah. Okay. Well, next time, call someone to help ye instead of trying to do it by yerself."
Ringo shut and locked his door.
*******
Paul had gone to see a doctor to make sure he didn't have food poisoning because of his dinner the night before.
Once the doctor checked him out, he spoke. "You can relax. It's not food poisoning. Yer sick with the flu. You have a temperature of 101.3. I recommend you stay in bed the next few days. Drink plenty of fluids and eat. Just because yer not hungry doesn't mean you shouldn't eat."
Paul nodded. "Okay. So I won't die either right?"
The doctor laughed. I certainly hope not. It's just a mild case of the flu. You probably caught it from someone you work with."
"Uh, yeh. I think I know who. Thanks." Paul stood up and left. He reached home and the first thing he did was, change his clothes and got back into bed. Then, he heard a knock on the door. He let out a groan and got out of bed to answer the door.
"Who is it?" He said through the door.
"George. Open up will ye?"
Paul opened the door and looked at George. "Yes?"
"Uh, did I catch you at a bad time? You look terrible."
"Thanks for noticing. I'm sick."
George took a huge step back.
"Never mind. I'll see if one of the other two could help me."
Paul started to laugh but it was cut short when his head started throbbing. "Good call."
