A Little Drabble Do Ya:-Sorrow 1:3

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“Come on my friend, let me take you home,” Illya told his partner after finding him drunk in the tavern.

“I couldn’t save her.  I wasn’t in time.”  Napoleon said as he entered the car.

“I know.  We cannot always save everyone.”

“She was an innocent.”

“She knew who she was working for.”

“But didn’t understand what they were.”

“You tried convincing her.  She chose to return to the lab.”

Helping Napoleon into his apartment, he knew this time his partner couldn’t be comforted.  As he pulled up the blanket, Illya whispered in his ear, “You tried your best, sleep.”

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so true, but most humans are