“Yo,Ma,” blurted out precocious sixth grader Stanley, “Is that the Fregosi Emerald or what?”
“Of course not, Stanley,” explained Mrs. Baggiagalupe. “That stone is in Spain where it belongs.”
“I don’t know, Ma,” stammered the youngster. “It looks a lot like it. Brother James said yesterday in class that Archduke Franz Ferdinand gave it to Sofia right before Gavrilo Princip assassinated them in 1914.”
The lad couldn’t get over the jewel, or anything else even remotely connected with World War I. His mother was happy to indulge his latest obsession. As they continued their shopping trip she asked him to remind his father to get gas.
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Interesting story! Nan 🙂
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Thanks Nan, There is no real Fregosi emerald
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Cute story. I wonder if it really is the Fregosi emerald. This feels like the opening scene to a fun novel.
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Thanks I was wondering if it would all work out
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A good snippet of history wrapped in fake jewels. Well done.
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Thanks. Do any of you recognize the source of the Fregosi emerald?
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