I was out at Green Acres on Saturday, and when Lynne was moving a box of photos from one room to another, this button fell out. I thought it was intriguing. She said she got it when she visited the Spy Museum. Ah, the S words: spying, sleuthing, snooping, sneaking, stalking!
Not that I condone any of those activities, of course. Unless they’re for research. Writers gotta write!
Sneaking into a spy museum sounds like fun.
You know there must be cameras everywhere–don’t forget your trench coat and fedora!
That’s what I call it too – research. :o)
It’s hard work, but it has to be done. 😉