Cross My Heart - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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Double Drabble...

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"You won't believe who I ran into."  Napoleon's face was flushed from the cold air, and his coat showed a dusting of snow.  Illya looked up from his typewriter, cocking his head to one side.

"Well, you wouldn't care, or know her…' He let that linger in the air until the Russian finally gave in.

"Fine.  Tell me, who did you see?"  Satisfied with the opportunity to share, Napoleon embarked on his narrative.

"So, after all of these years she actually recognized you?"

"Sure, I haven't changed much." Illya snorted at that. Perhaps it was so.

"And you asked her out?"

"No.  No, she wouldn't understand my life and…"  Illya suspected something else had kept his partner from wooing the woman in this story of reunions and past romance.

"You're leaving something out, Napoleon."

"It's been a long time since high school…' How to say it?.

"She's a nun.  And apparently I inspired her search for God."  It seemed too ridiculous, or embarrassing.

"You sent a young woman to the convent?"  Illya was tempted to break into laughter but he didn't.

"Then you helped her answer a higher calling."  Illya made it sound noble.

"It would seem so."

"Amen, brother."

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[threecee.livejournal.com]

"You helped her answer a higher calling." Illya is doing a much better job of taking the high road than I could have done. : )