2:00 am, September 22, 1964 London,England
We were finally home. The flight had felt like it'd taken days. It had been long and drawn out but I was finally safe on English soil. Had been for a couple of hours. Ringo and I had both decided we wanted to see our girls and we'd left in a mad rush to get to them. It was late and I was pretty sure Pattie was safely tucked away in bed but I wanted to see her so badly. I couldn't wait. I got my car and drove down to her flat, getting into the apartment complex had been easy and I was so happy she'd left her door unlocked.
I quickly went in, the whole place was pitch black and I made my way into the bedroom. There I could see the outline of her body curled up in blankets and I smiled. The room smelled like her and I was so itchin' to touch her without even thinking I jumped up into her bed. I laughed and fell down next to her after bouncing for a second. I was finally home.
"Pattie," I called out and smiling like the cheshire cat.