A drabble; A Letter - Part 3

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Illya sat beside his partner, watching as he drove. Silent, and white-faced. This was not like his partner at all. Finally, two hours into the journey, he spoke up.

           “Napoleon...this is worrying me. Will you please talk to me?”

Napoleon let out his breath as though he had been holding it, and belatedly nodded. He pulled swiftly into a lay-by and turned off the engine. For several minutes he sat, staring ahead, before turning slightly in his seat. Illya saw his face was white and drawn.

           “Illya…” he said, half reluctantly, his voice cracking. “I’ve lost Millie. My Millie is dead!”

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I'm so happy you are enjoying it! Now I am getting into the way of drabbles, I'm finding it slightly easier to write this way because I don't have to write 1000 words or more at a time, and I can do it in just a few minutes! the problem is squishing a 1500 odd word story into a few 100 word drabbles... Good practice for me! Thank you for your comment. ; - )