Meanwhile, George (who was beginning to have 秒 thoughts about the "relationship") had just managed to free himself from Dahlia's grasp 由 telling her to watch the swans for a moment. Luckily, he soon spotted an approaching 粉丝 and went straight to greet her with a hug, to which she excitedly returned.

"I'm so happy to see you, Georgie! You're my favourite Beatle!" The 粉丝 说 afterwards. "Likewise, love. Thank you!" George smiled. He then said, "If ye don't mind me asking, what's your name?" The 粉丝 replied, "I don't mind it at all. My name's Wendy." George replied, "How veddy nice! So,...

The hours wore on for the Beatles, and there was no way of telling how much time had passed in their little prison. It could have been the 下一个 morning, 或者 afternoon, 或者 the 下一个 evening. But as the Beatles hadn’t slept at all last night, and all four were beginning to feel their eyelids getting heavy, they decided it might as well be night. There was no other way to measure time in here then 由 sleeps. But none of them wanted to drift off, not when they had so little time left.
Paul still insisted they would find a way out of here. “Someone will find us. 或者 we’ll find a way out we haven’t...

It was cold in the gloomy basement, and dark. And the Beatles were all so hungry, and thirsty, and bored. There was absolutely nothing in their little corner, save for the dripping end of a pipe that could prolong their lives a little bit, leaking a tiny amount of water into their prison. It wasn’t enough to satisfy any of them, though. And sooner 或者 later, they were going to need food. And while there might be an accidental 来源 of water in here, there was no way to get food.
How could they have been so wrong about their girlfriends? Now that the boys looked back on it, they could think...

“Brilliant, Susan!” cried Jenna, as the three girls and one dog got off the bus, just a little ways from the best hotel in the city. “How did 你 know to come here?”
Susan blushed. “I sort of – hitched a ride with the Beatles when they came here. It was the best way to get to meet them. Only it didn’t work,” she added sadly. “Paul didn't – he didn't talk to me – but it wasn't his fault! I sort of – forget myself around him,” she admitted, brown-haired head downcast.
“Did 你 try 写作 Paul a letter?” Emma interjected here. “I don’t think 你 need to tell him...

Emma leaned out over the airstrip fence, peering anxiously at the runway. The Beatles were supposed to be leaving town today, but she hadn’t seen any sign of them. It wasn't the first time they hadn't appeared when they were supposed to on this tour, either. The Beatles had never shown up to their fans' meet-and-greet the night before. Emma and the other 粉丝 had waited for hours, finally dissolving into despair when it became clear that the Beatles weren’t coming. Some girls had cried, and others had screamed their disapproval, and others had tried to push their way 前锋, 期待 to see if the...