Imagine

Chapter 27

(This happened when I was playing a game today)

After three hours of talking and doing nothing productive, John changed the subject. "Okay. I think I thought about it." 

"Thought about what?"

"Where I'm going to move to. I think I want to live closer to Jules."

"Is that yer final decision?" Paul asked."

John thought about it. "Uh, yeh. My final decision."

"Okay. Would you want to go back to New York to retrieve the rest of yer stuff?"

"No." John said without hesitation. "I'm not going back."

"Okay. How about this, I'll send George and Ritchie over there to get the rest of yer stuff. How's that sound?"

"Oh, thanks Paul." Ringo said sarcastically.

"Come on Ritch. It should be fun."

"Paul, I don't want to put them at risk." John said.

"They won't be at risk. They'll be safe. Trust me."

"I do trust you. But, its hard to when it comes to this. Ye know, I'm not even sure if I'm safe here. I could easily be found again."

"I know you could. That's why you are going to hire security guards. Remember?"

"Right. I forgot about that."

"Well, tomorrow, we can get started on getting everything we need."

"Okay. What time is it?"

"6pm. Why?"

"Gotta get Jules home soon. It will take about two hours to get him home."

"Can't he just spend the night?"

"He has school tomorrow."

"Okay. Do you want to come with?"

"No. Not this time. I'll just see him tomorrow after school. I'll be in town. I'm too tired to take another trip."

"I'm sure he'll understand. I'll get him and see you tomorrow."

John nodded. "Okay. See ye."

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The next day, George and Ringo had taken another flight back to New York while Paul and John had once again traveled to Wales. 

"So, what exactly are you looking for?"

"If I can find another apartment, that would be great."

"Two bedroom?"

"Preferably a whole floor. But I can survive a two bedroom if a whole floor isn't available."

"You don't really need a lot of room."

"Yes I do. So me and Sean could be on one side of the floor while the wife is on the other side."

"When are you going to make up with her?"

"Not now. I'm not speaking with her."

"Why?"

"Because we got in a fight. You know that."

"I know. But I think its about time you made up with her."

"I don't."

"When we get back to yer aunt's, you will. No exceptions."

John whined. "But Paul........."

"No. You need to put aside yer differences. What if one of you were killed today?"

John looked at him. 

"Sorry. Bad example."

"I know what yer going to say. Of course I don't want to end the day with being mad at her."

"But ye've been mad at her for how long?"

"A week."

"I say its time to make up."

"Who are you? Me therapist?" 

"Sorta. I friend can act like a therapist sometimes."

"Paul, what if this guy decides not to go after me and goes after my kids?"

"Oh, I don't think he'll do that. No one in his right mind would go after a couple kids."

"He isn't in his right mind Paul. He's capable of anything."

"Everything's going to be fine. You don't need to worry about everything now."

"But I do. I'm scared of dying Paul. I want to live."

"You will."

"You don't know that."

"Well, everyone will do they're best to protect you to make sure nothing happens. That is, if you loofor security today."

"I will...........just not now."

"Yer stalling."

"No I'm not. Just going apartment hunting."

"I call it stalling because you like being independent. You don't like having security breathe down yer neck."

"Very true. That's why I never really had security. I felt safe where I lived and I didn't want it to be like the Beatle days. Having hundreds of security guys everywhere we went, at every show, fearing for our lives............Brings back memories."