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What would happen if John Lennon survived the shooting and the shooter was never caught? John and his closest friends must find him before he is killed off for real. can they do it? read and find out! A lot of stuff in this story will be...
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(I think Ringo just woke up in this pic. 😂😂)
As the two started walking, Ringo spoke. "I feel like we're invading his space."
"We used to do it all the time. Why should this time he any different?"
"Because he's married to---"
Paul cut him off. "Be nice. At least, for now."
"It's hard being nice to the devil."
"What'd I just say? Show her some respect. She's human too."
"Are you sure about that?"
"Very sure. Now, don't forget, once we get in there, John might be defensive over her so don't want a word about her being the devil. Got it?"
Ringo just rolled his eyes. "Yeh. Whatever. Can I speak my mind about her now before we get there?"
"No. Not unless yer going to say nice things about her."
"Alright. Alright. I'll keep my mouth shut."
Paul nodded. "Good. You made a wise decision."
Paul was the first to walk in the room. John was giving his wife a very hard time.
"Ey John. I see yer doing okay."
"Why wouldn't I be?! What are you doing here?"
"I came to see you."
"I won't be here for very long. I'm getting out of here." He said trying to sit up.
"Oh no yer not!" Paul said as he pushed John back down.
"Paul! You better let go of me!"
"Or what? You can't do anything."
"I want out of here. Now!"
"No! You will not give me a hard time. Now, zip it."
"How long will I have to be in here? I got work to do."
"Yer staying here until yer well enough to leave. You were just shot twelve hours ago. Now, answer this. Did you by any chance take a good look at the guy?"
"What kind of question is that?! My bloody back was turned!"
"Stop yelling. I know it just be frustrating in here."
"No. You don't know! This is pathetic."
"Yeh. So is someone trying to kill you for whatever reason they have."
"Look, how about I pay you £200. Will that make you let me go?"
"John, I don't need yer money. I have money of my own. Now, what else are you going to bribe me with?"
John started to think. "Sean. Want another kid?"
"No. I have plenty. Anything else?"
"Let me out of I'll hurt you."
"With what? Yer music ability?"
"Ey, no insulting my music ability. I'm the genius out of me and you."
"Okay. Say what you will. Have you called down any?"
"A little I guess. I just need to get back to work. I got this new album I want released."
"It can be released without you."
"No it can't! I'm always there when they're released. I can't miss this one either."
"Okay. Calm down."
"Fine. So, let's start over. Hi Paul. How are you?"
"I'm fine John. Better than you."
"Who said I'm feeling poorly? I feel wonderful."
"Yer full of lies. I know how yer feeling. And poorly wouldn't be the word for it."
"Okay. Think you can still read me? Go ahead. Read me."
