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"You mean, like supernatural interventions and God 'n all that?" A breathless whisper. "Like a trip through time" replied the pair, at the same time. "You can't be serious" John laughed, too loud, the sound startled a nearby family of magpies in a tall oak, settling in against the autumn wind. But his disbelief held no weight. Just as the Beatle reached for the last prophecy, the future, a familiar pair of hands obscured his vision, one over each eye.

Paul thought he was ugly, worthless, and fat. John thought he was a prince This fic doesn't support eating disorders Adult Helpline: 0808 801 0677 Studentline: 0808 801 0811 Youthline: 0808 801 0711