I started the coffee early since I hadn’t slept much, surprised I was the first one up. I was more surprised when the first person to join me was Grandmère.
“Bonjour.”
“Bonjour.” I pointed to the coffee pot and she nodded. I brought the cup over to the table and went back for the sugar and cream.
We sat together enjoying the morning sun and the aroma of coffee. She smiled and pointed at me and said, “Glowing.”
I nodded and said, “Oui, very happy.”
“Très bien.” She nodded, looking very much like the cat that swallowed the canary. Either she had already spoken with Catherine or Nicole, or maybe the lady was a mind reader.
She reached over, patted my hand. “Vive l’amour,” she said, and winked at me.
Catherine was the next to arrive, and poured herself some coffee. She kissed her mother
