you hadn’t planned on coming back for two years.
but here you are in london for twelve hours before you hop over to france.
it also happens to be the warmest thing you have.
the londoner laughs, “cathy, you can get away with that in london – you’ll be avant garde here– but in france, especially in paris, there is no way you can get away with such colors. even my turquoise coat was too much for the french."
and you haven’t gone a day without it.
food! after friends, that is perhaps the second thing that will make transitioning easier.
then she drops you off at the airport. the next time you see each other, it will hopefully be back in a place where you both met: evreux.