A drabble; A Letter - Part 2

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Illya found his partner up on the roof, gazing out across the New York skyline. The sun had just started its journey to the horizon, and was sending golden rays reflecting from the many windows.

The two stood silently for almost twenty minutes, watching the sun setting. Finally, Napoleon crumpled the letter that he was still holding.

           “Illya, I have to go home. Right now. Will you come?”

Illya’s response was immediate, full of concern.

           “Of-course I’ll come. Need you to ask? Napoleon, what has happened?”

But Napoleon wasn’t listening. He was gazing across the city, tears in his eyes..

Comments

[pactnmmt.livejournal.com]

So much said in so few words! Being one who thrives on instant gratification I hope to see more...Soon!

[threecee.livejournal.com]

One cliffhanger after another! You are wicked! More, please?

[lindafishes8.livejournal.com]

Another cliffy! You are a wicked writer, keeping us on tenterhooks.

[lilidelafield.livejournal.com]

Thank you all. I'm enjoying writing a story this way! I'll try not to drag it out, promise! thank you for your comments. So glad you are enjoying this (so far)!