[MaC] Richard at the Party

[Mrfury28 at aol.com]

"Ah!" Richard's face broke out into a boyish grin that was just beginning to 
lose its baby fat. "A brandy, thanks! And are there any of those cheese 
concoctions? They're a miracle, really..." Of course, they were only a small part 
cheese, and the rest powdered milk and oil, but to a war-embattled tongue it was 
a bit of artificial heaven.

"I'm not sure about that.  You would have to ask Mrs. Fitzroy."  ~I hope 
Fitzroy doesn't expect me to gimp around with an hors d'oerves silver platter!~  
Hodges thought as he poured the brandy.  "I'm not sure we've met, sir.  Graydon 
Hodges, I'm in charge of maintaining this old building."
-------------- next part --------------
An HTML attachment was scrubbed...
URL: /pipermail/murder_at_christmas_gamera.cc/attachments/20041221/c0d67e9c/attachment.htm