originally posted on Fanfiction.net chapter 50 Snapshots

Footsteps echoed on the cobblestones and as they came nearer, the person walking began to slowly whistle...it was the melody to “Mary Had a little Lamb.”
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Footsteps echoed on the cobblestones and as they came nearer, the person walking began to slowly whistle...it was the melody to “Mary Had a little Lamb.”
Illya Kuryakin was sitting at a bistro table set on the sidewalk in front of “Les émigrants.” He’d been waiting for that signal....someone whistling and turned to see who was approaching.
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