PART 6
Standing at the west façade, Ronny remembered the first time he visited Notre Dame. He was in his mother’s arm, looking up at all the carved people in Last Judgement. As a little boy, it was just another sculpture extraordinaire in Paris. As the years went by, it turned out to be one of his not so favorite spots in the city. Those figures were so vivid that they could just come off the sandstone and talk to him about his sins. But he wanted to show Gigi. It was her first time to Paris.
He looked over and saw her face, which was full of awe and intense bewilderment. He held her hand and walked in. There was an instant cool air inside the Cathedral. The flying buttresses, sculptures, paintings, rose windows and stain glasses captured every breath of each visitor. Walking through the
