FTEC, Friday (19/11)

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It was a fairly calm and peaceful day. It really should have rattled John some, knowing, especially, the way this island could work out. But he was enjoying it. Last week had been odd, but not entirely unenjoyable, and he'd at least met a few nice women who were, for lack of a better word, nice.

The nurses were mildly suspicious of his whistling. John couldn't be thwarted, and set in on some of the Beatles' back catalogue.