While Paris Slept Pdf Book By Ruth Druart
Jean-Luc lifts the razor to his cheek, glancing at his reflection in the bathroom
mirror. For a split second, he doesn’t recognize himself. Pausing, razor held in
midair, he stares into his eyes, wondering what it is. There’s something
American about him now. It’s there in his healthy tan, his white teeth, and
something else he can’t quite identify.
Is it the confident way he holds his chin?
Or his smile? Anyway, it pleases him. American is good.
With a towel wrapped around his waist, he wanders back into the bedroom. A
black shape outside catches his eye. Through the window, he sees a Chrysler
crawling up the street, coming to a halt behind the oak tree out front. Strange.
Who would be calling at seven o’clock in the morning? He stares at the car,
distracted, then the buttery smell of warm crêpes wafting up the stairs calls him
to breakfast.
Entering the kitchen, he kisses Charlotte on the cheek, then ruffles his son’s
hair in way of greeting. Glancing through the window, he sees the car is still
there.
He watches as a lanky man extracts himself from the driver’s seat, craning
his neck, peering around—like a pelican, he thinks to himself. A stocky man
emerges on the other side. They walk toward the house. ........................
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