section7mfu | Heatwave II

“Illya! Come look at the lightning! This is some storm!”

Illya shrugged and continued to read his magazine. “No, thank you; it is enough to know the storm will break the heat.”

Napoleon turned in time to see his partner flinch at a thunderclap. “Well I’ll be…Thunderstorms scare you! Who would have thought that?”

The Russian growled, “Anyone who can imagine a small child living in a war zone listening to bombs fall and watching the flash as they exploded.”

Chastened, Napoleon sat next to him and said, “I’m sorry, Partner. I meant no harm.”

“I know you didn’t, Napoleon.”