When the rainy weather passed, days of sun and heat took their place as May turned into June.
Later that evening, Marianne came home from work. It was very late and she knew that she could get a shower in. From her room, she grabbed a slip, towel, and her toiletry bag.
When I tell people that my boyfriend and I have a habit of reading the Harry Potter books to each other, the response is usually mixed. Some people think it's the most adorable thing in the world, others first look at me for a second to gauge whether I'm serious, and then make it quite plain (whether verbally or nonverbally) that I have just dropped ten steps down their esteem-ladder.
On Thursday evening, Mimi d’Aubrey went to visit her sister Catharine Mathieu.
A few days later, Eulalie approached Augustin again in the courtyard.
Then, to my surprise, I met Marco.
So I was just there, standing with my bike near the entrance of a building, not knowing what to do next, when I saw this blond guy coming out of an elevator, with a bike, and my very first impression was that I knew him, but I couldn’t remember where from.
Augustin was of a rather changeable temperament. The smallest misfortune could put him in the worst sort of mood but any bit of luck could send his spirits in the other direction just as extremely.
I didn’t see the rainbow girl for quite sometime after that.
One did not have to be a fortune teller to be able to tell Marianne how her day would go, but the young man’s prediction echoed in her ears. Whether or not he had just been guessing, he had described her life with an accuracy bordering on the occult.