Fretful (A double and a half drabble) - Ladies First - April 22nd

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Kissing her husband goodbye as he headed off to work, Veronica Waverly once again had to hold back the urge to stop him from going. She’d had the same urge every time he’d left the house for the last forty years. Every day she worried that today would be the day that his enemies would succeed in their many attempts at assassination. At home, and at the office, she knew that he was relatively safe, but the journey between the two was an extremely different matter.

Mrs Waverly knew, however, that she would never try and stop him from leaving the safety of their home, despite her fears. She had known all her married life that the security of the world would always take precedence over that of Alexander.

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Arriving at U.N.C.L.E. headquarters, Mr Waverly, went straight to his office; greeting his secretary before he entered. Lisa Rogers gathered together the notes and messages which were waiting for her boss, but she knew better than to go in just yet. She would always wait for five minutes before starting the business of the day.

Inside the office, the Old Man picked up the telephone and dialled the number without even having to think about it.

“I’m still in one piece, dear,” he said when his wife answered. “Have a wonderful day and I shall see you, safe and sound, this evening.”

At the other end of the line, Mrs Waverly smiled the same relieved one she did every morning.

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Thank you. It takes a strong person to endure that kind of worry, day in day out, for several decades. I fret when my bloke has to go farther than usual for business, and he's only a salesman.