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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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(Yes you are Johnny)
After a couple hours, Paul and Ringo had left to take a walk in central park. While they were gone, John was seated at his piano an started playing.
After a few minutes of playing, George joined him and sat next to him.
"Yer hands are shaking." George said and John stopped playing
"I know. Ever since I left the hospital. Might move out of this town. It's becoming too much now. Get rid of the green card and move back to Europe. Best idea I've had all day."
"Think about it first before you make a big decision." I
"I already have. Stayed up all night last night thinking about it. I don't want to feel unsafe. I was perfectly safe living in London. If I hadn't moved, my life would be normal."
"Just don't think about it. Keep yer mind occupied."
"Easy for you to say. You don't jump when you hear loud noises!" After realizing he raised his voice, he lowered it again. "Sorry. Didn't mean to raise me voice. I'm sure you understand."
"Not really. I've never been in yer shoes before."
"Just pray that you never will be."
"No. I've just been praying that it won't happen to you again."
"Can't really prevent it if it does. I'm not a violent person."
"No one said you had to be violent to protect yerself."
"Then how?"
"Get a bullet proof vest."
"How is that going to help me if he shoots a little higher and gets me in the head?"
"Oh......Wait......that won't happen. Stop thinking negatively. Ye'll fry yer brain."
John started playing random keys on the piano.
"It's already fried."
"Stop playing for a few minutes."
"Why?"
"Because we're talking."
"I can play while we talk."
"Can you really?"
"Yes. I'm doing it now aren't I?"
After another minute, he stopped.
"Told you so."
"Knock it off." John said standing up. George followed him and they made their way to the sofa.
"No. I don't think I will. Come on." George stood up and forced John up as well.
"Where we going?"
"Leaving the house. Giving you some fresh air."
"I don't want to leave the house yet. It's too early. Maybe later."
"John..........it's 1pm. Come on. Yer not staying here."
"George, I don't want to leave."
"I don't care. Get yer shoes on. I will not allow you to stay cooped up in here."
"Geo, I'm not in the mood to have this argument with you."
"Good. Then get yer shoes on."
John sighed and did as George asked, getting his shoes before sitting back down on the couch.
"Why are you doing this?" John asked.
"Because none of us want to see you fall apart. That's already happening as far as I can tell. I'm making sure that it doesn't go any further. "
"I don't want to go out."
"I don't care. Yer going and we are going to join the others in central park."
"Can I at least bring Yoko?"
"No. Not this time. Maybe next. This time, it'll be just the four of us."
John nodded as he just finished tying his shoes.
"Okay. Let's get this over with..................."
