Family Photo
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section7mfu“Illya? You’ve lived here for three years and this place still has that ‘just moved in’ look.”
Confused, Illya looked around his apartment. “What do you mean?”
Napoleon waved his hand to encompass the space. “Nothing says ‘Illya lives here,’ not even a photograph. I realize you are a non – materialistic Communist, but you could have one thing that is not purely functional. I’ll bring you something tomorrow.”
The Russian sighed, “Fine.”
The next day, Napoleon handed Illya a photograph of the two of them. “Here’s a family portrait for your wall.”
Illya swallowed, visibly moved. “Thank you.”
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