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It was a very small lift and the lady was rather large. “I am Canadian, you know.” “Oui, so you speak French.” “Well, I think I do but all the locals here hate my accent.” “They are such snobs.” “I don’t care. This is my first time in Paris. It’s amazing!” The lift bumped its …
The two of them sat side by side in the brasserie, comfortable but not with long conversation. It was an old ritual and one which they had both learned to tolerate. Francoise was normally a flamboyant dresser, but for her father she put on a plain dress and held back on the makeup. Guillaume was …
When Shona arrived in Paris in the early eighties, she set herself up as a teacher of mandarin. Being young and inexperienced, she advertised herself on the university notice boards as Madam Li. In time Madam Li’s would become a successful school, but in those early days, Shona lived very much hand to mouth, travelling …
“This is a lovely restaurant,” said Adrian. “Quite lovely,” said Sally. “How did you find it?” Giles sighed. They were painful memories even if he was over them. “It’s a long story.” he began. “Oh, yes? Not that one?” “No. You didn’t meet her. Anyway, she lived over the road and we used to eat …
“Bonjour.” “Ca va.” Jean-Luc waved his way through the open plan office on his way to the meeting room. He loved the meeting rooms at the office. Sure, they were OK for meetings or calls, but it was the frosted glass that provided all the entertainment. On the glass that separated each room, the frosted …