Kathleen:
The flight to Paris took only an hour, the royal seal of Ansulenia whisking us through Customs.
"Privileges of the job," Josef said as he gestured at the officers.
It was hard not to gawk out the window as we drove through the streets, the private car maneuvering through the traffic with ease. The Eiffel Tower, the Champ Elysée... we went by the famous tourist spots, earning curious glances from the pedestrians who likely wondered what famous celebrity hid behind the limousine's tinted glass.
Lily had her phone up to the window, taking a video of every famous spot as we cruised by. "My mother's going to freak when she sees this. From Parkdale to Paris—oh, yeah!" She tapped on the window, getting the driver's attention. "A bit slower, s'il vous plait?"
The man gave her a winn
