Family Matters

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“Aunt Amy!  This is a pleasant surprise; what brings you here?”

“Napoleon, I have to tell you something embarrassing.”

Taking her by the arm, he led her to the couch.  “What’s wrong?”

Wiping her eyes with a tissue, she murmured, “I’ve been seeing someone and I think he’s…stealing from me.”

Quietly furious, he asked, “Why are you embarrassed?  You’re a victim!”

“How can I trust my judgment again?  This is the first man I’ve socialized with since…,” she couldn’t finish.

Kissing her cheek, Napoleon said, “Give me his name and contact information, dear.  Illya and I’ll take care of it.”