The drive to their favorite café was short, and they disembarked, only to hurry inside. Normally, they would have sat outside, but the day was just too cold. Caden and Aria stomped their feet on the welcome mat to shake off any lingering slush.
“Bonjour, petits!” the proprietor greeted.[1]
“Bonjour,” they called together.
Augustus chuckled as they took their seats. It amazed him to think his grandkids were naturally bilingual. They spoke French fluently and their English was impeccable. Jude was taking Spanish in school, but he could barely manage a short conversation. It was unlikely he would retain any of it once he graduated. Was the secret to learning another language living in a foreign country then?
It had certainly helped Macey. Many language courses promoted immersion while
