The Awful and the Good

[jantojones]

 “Hey, why the tears?” asked Napoleon, handing his handkerchief to Mabel Keel. 

The secretary dried her eyes and genteelly wiped her nose.

“I often have to type up agents’ reports, when they aren’t able to,” she replied sadly. “It sometimes gets to me just how much awfulness there is in the world.”

“I understand,” Solo replied, waving away the handkerchief Mabel tried to hand back. “But, there are plenty of us good guys trying to counteract the awfulness

Mabel smiled at it words.

“Now,” he continued, putting an arm around her shoulders. “Why don’t we discuss it at dinner tonight?”

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