The Randomness of Life Chapter 58~ for A Little Drabble Do Ya, Wednesday drabble challenge 6/4

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

                                     

Prompted by: Tourist ~Robert Service

I sought a shop wherein they sell

lllya stepped up to the counter in small shop in Lorraine, offering the password to

the counter-girl, his presumed contact.

“Je voudrais mouchoir,” he asked in French. He indeed had a cold and could have used one.

“Oui Monsieur, we have handkerchiefs.”

That was not the right response...

.

With doubt I scratched my hoary head;

This was now a problem. The code was the correct one, and there was no one else in the shop. Perhaps she misunderstood him.

“I need a handkerchief,” he repeated. “My UNCLE sent me here.”

She looked at him in confusion. “Qui est votre Uncle?”

Somehow he’d made a mistake...

.


She watched me with a smile.

He pulled paper from his pocket with an address scrawled on it by Napoleon. The Russian studied it, realizing he’d read the numbers incorrectly thanks to his partner’s chicken scratch.

He sneezed, buying handkerchief after all, slipping francs from his pocket... paying the girl as she looked at him
strangely.

Comments

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

I like it. Here's a thought... We do something with todays drabbles and tie them together. Just an idea.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Thanks! Hmm, that's an interesting idea. Are there enough drabbles...send me a pm to fill in the gaps. (tomorrow)