CHAPTER FIFTEEN“I’m not coming. I won’t come. It’s too hot for Amandine and it’s too hot for me.”
“Now look here–”
The two of them were not quite shouting at each other: Delphine was not quite shouting in a way that suggested she very soon would be and Colin was not quite shouting with the tested patience that comes from long practice.
“I don’t want to see the town. I’ve seen plenty of towns. I don’t want to come. I want to stay here.”
“But I need to get some petrol.”
“I don’t want to get petrol. You can get petrol without me.”
“But Joigny’s supposed to be nice.”
“Sens was supposed to be nice,” she answered darkly, as if that settled the matter.
High in the ozone, in the blue air, a helicopter hacked in lumbering circles, each one lower than the last. Colin shaded his eyes. “It’s c
