Chapter Twenty-NineMolly had hoped to see Gilbert selling his wild greens. The more she thought about him, the more she worried that something was really wrong and he had needed her help the other day. But she didn’t see how she could go back to the Renaud farm—his mother had been quite clear that she wasn’t welcome, and Molly feared showing up again might make whatever was going on worse.
She walked briskly down the narrow street and then onto the wider rue Saterne. Stragglers were still headed to the market and she was glad she’d gotten there relatively early. All that was left on her morning list of chores was a visit to Patisserie Bujold, and then back to the scooter and home again.
Achille watched her enter the pastry shop, and waited.
There was a line at Patisserie Bujold and they
