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Life was simple, if somewhat solitary for Tom. It consisted of his work at the V&A and Mom and Dad. They didn’t really like him living and working in London, they didn’t really like it when he passed the eleven plus and went to the Grammar. They didn’t understand what a ‘first’ from Oxford meant, but he went back home as much as possible. Of course they died, but not really, they’d just moved on to a better place he could still chat to them.
Isobelle an intern at work was lovely, full of life and fun but very young, then there was Barbara, not a pin up girl but what a mind! What a voice! Also an intern from the Ashmolean they were close, he’d even been to her parents for Sunday lunch. Mom liked the sound of Barbara.
Tom’s boss was the world renowned Professor Andrew Hogartty. He’d do anything Andrew asked him to do including spending some years in Baghdad cataloguing all the recovered artefacts stolen during the two wars. Andrew really wanted to get his hands on ‘The Mask of Warka’ but at the moment it was missing.
Monique was French, she worked for the Louvre and was his work partner at the National Museum of Iraq. Mom wasn’t keen on foreigners.
Zerzura the white city in a lost oasis inhabited by fair skinned people with straight swords and guarded by black giants was a myth. Or was it?
