The sun shone brightly overhead as Ringo Starr watched his  wife swimming in the sea. In his hand he held a book, which had been long  forgotten. He smiled as Barbara waved to him from the sea and he waved back. He  would have loved to join her but he wasn?t the strongest of swimmers and the sea  did look a little rough. He looked around him. From his boat, he could see the  tall buildings, which made up Monaco and Monte Carlo in fact if he looked close  enough he was sure that he could see his house. He imagined his two sons there  and he closed his eyes at the thought of the mess that they would be making.  They were old enough to know better but they still like to cause trouble now and  again. Suddenly he felt a spot on the top of his head. He looked but all he saw  were clear blue sky.
"Must have imagined it" he thought to himself. He picked  the book up from the floor where it had dropped. Suddenly he was wet from head  to toe. He leaped up only to see Barbara in the water laughing. He gasped in  mock shock, got down on his stomach so he could reach the water and splashed at  Barbara. They carried this on for a few moments until Ringo was so wet he may  have well got into the sea. Barbara got out of the water and they kissed.  Suddenly Barbara started to shake Ringo hard.
"What the...?" Ringo sat up. Where was he? Barbara was  sitting looking down at him gently shaking him.
"It's time to get up. You're at the studio today  remember?"
"Where am I? Why aren't I on our boat? Is Jason and Zac  here still?" Ringo asked the questions like bullets from a machine gun.
"Slow down" laughed Barbara, "You're in America and Zac and  Jason are in England. You must have been dreaming"
"What a dream though! It seemed so real so real in fact I  thought I was there! I can even taste the sea!"
"Well come on get up or you will be late. Paul will be  here in a minute and the two of you planned to record a few songs together"
Barbara left the room as Ringo watched her leave. He  slowly remembered that he and Paul had agreed to record some stuff that Paul had  written and some songs of Georges that had been found by Olivia. He quickly got  dressed ready to meet Paul downstairs. As he left the room he couldn"t shake off  the feeling that he was being watched and as he shut the door he was sure that  he could hear some very familiar laughter....
Chapter 6 - The Morning After  Part One
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