If I Fell
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The Beatles are out to conquer America but what happens when the Jim McCartney's young house-cleaner finds out she's been treated like a mushroom by everyone around her..... *Hi Guys push past the 1st few chapters it gets better, I promise*. I have to set the trap for her into fall! Paul and John tales of love & family. And Abigail the one girl that tries to become a woman and do the right thing. Starts with Abigail and Jim then Abby discovering gold.... Traversing 1964 through to 1990's. ****Please comment so I can learn and get better!**** **If I Fell is a work of fiction. As such, it should not be read as a factual account of events or as biography. While many characters of the story bear the names of actual people, they and their actions have been imagined by the author and should be considered products of the imagination. This story is fictional and the events did not happen. It is written and re-produced here online for the purposes of entertainment only.**
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