Memories of when I was younger filled my head. I remembered how much my mother loved French culture. She would speak about Paris all day long and I would stay by her side as I happily listened.
With time I also fell in love with the French people and also dreamed of going there. What was a better time than now to live my dream?
“Perfect!” Felicia screamed.
“You’ll have the perfect love story,” she added, bouncing on her feet.
Felicia seemed more excited than Jacob and I. Her eyes gleamed with joy and she stared into space like she was lost in her fantasy. It was nice seeing someone this happy. Before I knew it I was smiling as well.
Jacob cleared his throat as he crossed his arms over his broad chest. “If it will solve things then I have no reason to complain. I'll arrange for our hon
