"It was a November Day"~ Redux
Nov. 22nd, 2015 12:15 pm52 years ago today, President John F. Kennedy was assasinated. I was 9 years old when it happened and still remember it all quite vividly.
This was a story I wrote about it for a PicFic three years ago. And forgive me if any of my Russian is 'off.'
It was Friday afternoon, November 22nd. Illya Kuryakin bundled his wool coat about him as he stood leaning against the boardwalk railing, looking out at the choppy ocean. He’d found himself in a bit of a mood, and was unsure as to what had triggered it. He had an odd feeling, one that usually told him something bad was about to happen. Since he was technically off duty, he dismissed it as a tinge of paranoia that crept into every covert agent’s being.
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This was a story I wrote about it for a PicFic three years ago. And forgive me if any of my Russian is 'off.'
It was Friday afternoon, November 22nd. Illya Kuryakin bundled his wool coat about him as he stood leaning against the boardwalk railing, looking out at the choppy ocean. He’d found himself in a bit of a mood, and was unsure as to what had triggered it. He had an odd feeling, one that usually told him something bad was about to happen. Since he was technically off duty, he dismissed it as a tinge of paranoia that crept into every covert agent’s being.
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