At a lunch before I left, Sue handed around gifts of coasters she had made. I chose one with a bird and the word “oiseau”. I thought it could fly along with me on my travels.
It was a perfect fit for coffee and wine in Paris.
It came to Chartres with me
and in Monts, didn’t mind that I only had orange juice rather than wine.
Now we’re in Angers together, with not long until we fly home.
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