Z Rizdvom (Ukrainian Merry Christmas)

“What is this?”  Illya asked as he picked up the envelope on his desk.

“Open it and see.”

“Has it been scanned?”

“Illya! Just open it.”

Inside were tickets dated January 7^th for a Ukrainian Celebration he wanted to see but because of a long assignment hadn’t been able to get tickets as they were sold out.

“How did you get these?  You were with me on assignment.”

“I have connections too.”

“Women connections?” Illya teased.

“You did want to see that program?”

“Yes, but why today?”

“Merry Christmas, I wanted to celebrate with you.”

“Thank you.”  Touched by Napoleon thoughtfulness.