Skywriting -- Apr 23, 1998
Continued from Apr 22, 1998
Back to Earth..... Paul woke up from a dream. He dreamed that John was taking care of Linda up in heaven. He smiled and fell back to sleep with a tear on his cheek.
"This certainly ain't Hell, Lin...But I don't know if it's Heaven....I mean I'm here, huh?" She wrinkled her nose and laughed despite the horrible sounds in the distance. "what happens now?" "The media picks you bones dry....we have to keep moving..." He slowed his pace a little and they walked side by side. "Where are we going?"
Yoko sat upright in bed. She wondered if she should call Paul. There was this tremendous feeling, though, that he already knew. She looked out the window, half-expecting to see streetlamps. She saw the field as clear as if had been day. Purple heather, gnarled trees, and two figures disappearing into the woods- fleeing from something imagined.
Continued on Apr 24, 1998
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