All You Need Is amor

John looked up at George, half-wondering if he'd misheard him in his sleepy state. "You want what?" he said. "You're daft."
"Please?" George smiled eagerly; it was one of those rare times when he really looked like the youngest. "I've never been to the future before!"
"You don't want to go to the future," John reminded him. "I've told you." He pulled the blankets over his head again and closed his eyes, wanting to go back to sleep. A segundo later, George pulled them off again.
John blinked at George in an annoyed, won't-you-ever-let-me-go-back-to-sleep kind of way.
"Why don't you go yourself?"
"I...

February 7, 1964.

The Beatles were riding down the streets of New York, freshly arrived from the airport. Just months ago, this country hadn't even known they existed, and now, they'd been greeted por multitudes of screaming fans, all so happy and excited to see the boys, and there was the usual chasing. Unlike their last stop in France, the American fãs made the Beatles feel right at home.
Neil Aspinall and Mal Evans were along to handle the Beatles' instruments and drive their car respectively. As they passed Central Park, Mal said, "Why don't you boys go and have fun for a bit? We can check...