Eau de Vie: chapter eleven
Une promenade inoubliable
The evening’s dinner ended happily, but exhaustion set in before the table could be cleared and dishes done. Carl and Vie had gone straight to bed, ignoring for the first time in their marriage their nightly routines.
When Carl awoke in the early morning, he was greeted by the lingering smell of pot-au-feu, and dishes and pans stre…
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