-I have cancer Paul.
-What? No mum, you can't be serious?
-Yes Paul.. I have cancer. Breatscancer. And I don't have very long to live.
-No! Mum! You can't leave me now!
-I must..Soon son..Soon..
Three months later, on my deathbed:
-Mum, please tell me about dad?
-Well, his name was James Paul McCartney, just like you... And he was a brave man. Such loving and caring. But then when he was going to propose he got shot.
He left a letter that explained everything... And then I got you.. Your dad would be so proud of you..
Then I saw him!
-Im gonna be with him now son... Don't be sad... I love you. And your sister Mary.. I will see them now.. I see them.. Don't be sad son. Look pocket..pocket..
I closed my eyes and I saw Paul.
He looked the same as 1964 and I was young again!
-I've been waiting for you my love, he said.
-I know, I've missed you Paul. Where's Mary?
-In our house.
-House?
-Yeah... She was also waiting for you. When I got the news that she had died in a carcrash I got happy. I mean.. I wouldn't be alone.
-I got twins Paul.. I got twins.
-I know.. And they're precious. I love you Penny.
-I love you too Paul. Im really interested in the house.. How does it look?
-Im interested in other things.
-Aren't you tired yet?
-No!
We smiled and walked to the house.
Mary came running to us with Martha.
-Mum! Dad!
-Paul, how old is she?
-10.. She was 20 when she died, but... Here she's ten.. And Martha is just 8 weeks.
-I love you Penny.
-I Love you too Paulie.
