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“It’s a bargain,” she said.

“I like the floor model” I replied.

“We have gone to five stores and looked at every model available. Let’s buy this one and be done with it. The kids can help and put it together. It shouldn’t take more than an hour to have it up.”

“We’ve been married twenty-eight years Marge and you should know that anything that requires putting part a into part b is a challenge for me. On my headstone I know what it will say.”

“ Some assembly required?”

“Yup!”

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I pick up the little station master and put him on the other side of the tracks. Oh, and the little person with the backpack and their child I’ll put beside the departing train. I’ll add a few more toy people on the station to make it look real.

And that castle. It looks too perfect. I’ll mash some of the towers just to make it look like a really old castle.

And if I don’t like that? I’ll destroy the whole damn thing and start over!

I just love my new train set my dad gave me.

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“I don’t feel good about this John.”

“Paul, it’s why we came to the U.S. Remember you said we would never make it playing lunchtime dates at the Cavern. No longer are we going to have our tea and sandwiches and cigarettes on stage, sing a couple of tunes and tell a few jokes. Those days are over mate!”

“But it’s television. We’re just four lads from Liverpool here in New York. They won’t like us I’m sure. Let’s wear our dark suits to impress them. And neck ties. What’s the guys name were meeting?”

“Ed Sullivan”, replied John.

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