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The Last Rains of Summer - A Little Drabble Do Ya
It was raining like there might be an ark parked close by.
Napoleon took a deep breath of the last pungent aromas of the summer.
Nothing captivated his senses like a sweet summer rain.
Well, almost nothing.
“Napoleon darling, please come back to bed. I miss you already.”
“Hmmm? Oh, I will, soon.’ He looked once again at the rain, then back to the woman who was calling him from his reverie.
“Actually, I need to get going. Early appointment… you understand.”
She didn’t, but what could she do about it?
He hurried.
Napoleon didn’t want to miss the rain.
Napoleon took a deep breath of the last pungent aromas of the summer.
Nothing captivated his senses like a sweet summer rain.
Well, almost nothing.
“Napoleon darling, please come back to bed. I miss you already.”
“Hmmm? Oh, I will, soon.’ He looked once again at the rain, then back to the woman who was calling him from his reverie.
“Actually, I need to get going. Early appointment… you understand.”
She didn’t, but what could she do about it?
He hurried.
Napoleon didn’t want to miss the rain.
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Love Napoleon savoring summer rain...
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