23The wind was so strong that evening that Loreley had to put on her glasses to protect her eyes from the leaves, twigs and dust that were flying through the air, in the wake of the mad rush of the cold current of air. Her hair flew around whipping her face, and her beret, rather than protection, had become a nuisance. She had to hold it down on her head with one hand, carrying her handbag and shopping in the other.
When she walked through the front door of the apartment building, she stopped to catch her breath before climbing the flight of stairs leading to her apartment.
The monotony of that day had been interrupted only by the fact that Ethan had been able to talk to John and had found out that he was in Los Angeles. The news that he would soon move to another part of the Californian
