When I got there i told my wife about the wonderful place I had found.
'But Tatie, you must go by this afternoon and pay,' she said.
'Sure I will,' I said.'We'll both go. And then we'll walk down by the river and along the quais.'
'Let's walk down the rue de Seine and look in all the galleries and in the windows of the shops.'
'Sure. We can walk anywhere and we can stop at some new cafe where we don't know anyone and nobody know us and have a drink.'
'We can have two drinks.'
'Then we can eat somewhere.'
'No, don't forget we have to pay the library.'
'We'll come home and eat here and we'll have a lovely meal and drink Beaune from the co-operative you can see right out of the window there with the price of the Beaune on the window. And afterwards we'll read and then go to bed and make love.'
'And we'll never love anyone else but each other.
'No. Never.'
'What a lovely afternoon and evening. Now we'd better have lunch.'
'I'm very hungry,'I said.'I worked at the cafe on a cafe creme.'
'How did it go, Tatie?'
'I think all right. I hope so. What do we have for lunch?'
'Little radishes, and food foie de veau with mashed potatoes and an endive salad. Apple tart.'
'And we're going to have all the books in the world to read and when we go on trips we can take them.'
'Would that be honest?'
'Sure.'
'Does she have Henry James too?'
'Sure.'
'My,' she said.'We're lucky that you found the place.'
'We're always lucky,'I said like a fool I did not knock on wood. There was everywhere in that apartment to knock on too.
(From A moveable Feast, the 'Shakespeare and Company'chapter.)
pain endures, but I will/shall remain patient and hopeful for this someone, for a conversation like this, for a lovely afternoon n evening like such
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