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Memories Stir - A little Drabble Do Ya! - March 22nd
Napoleon Solo was not interested in the home furnishings catalogues his granddaughter, Aurora, was showing him. The twenty year old was studying interior design and Napoleon had agreed to let her decorate his bathroom.
“I’ve found the most wonderful vintage towel hooks,” Aurora enthused, searching for the relevant catalogue.
Looking at the picture, Napoleon’s mind was instantly transported to another time; a time of adventure, danger, intrigue and, of course, women. It was also the time he’d met his closest friend.
“Are you okay, Grandpa?”
“I’m more than okay, Sweetheart,” he replied, with a wistful smile. “These hooks are perfect".
“I’ve found the most wonderful vintage towel hooks,” Aurora enthused, searching for the relevant catalogue.
Looking at the picture, Napoleon’s mind was instantly transported to another time; a time of adventure, danger, intrigue and, of course, women. It was also the time he’d met his closest friend.
“Are you okay, Grandpa?”
“I’m more than okay, Sweetheart,” he replied, with a wistful smile. “These hooks are perfect".