Chapter 10I take my time getting ready in the morning and leave the boys to open the office. My meeting with Pascal Boutiere is at ten and I plan to make that my first work of the day.
“Marjorie is driving me to Perpignan this morning. Is there anything you need there?” Patricia asks as I pour myself an extra cup of coffee. “I've sold a couple of paintings,” she explains. “There's cash waiting for me at the gallery.”
“I don't need anything in Perpignan, but my Papa could use a new work shirt. He managed to catch the sleeve of one of his when he was pruning trees in the orchard last time, and he's never replaced it. I hate seeing him wearing that old thing with its elbow ripped. If you could pick up a couple of new ones, I'd be most grateful. The shop is quite close to the gallery.”
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