Chapter 21
Kathleen
Lily was bouncing off the wall as she showed off more purchases—small framed pictures, shoes and some lovely bits of jewelry as well as a million photographs of the Louvre, Notre Dame, and the Eiffel Tower, safely stowed in the cloud and about to be unleashed on the world via her social media accounts.
"You were only there for a day. How did you get into all these places? Weren't there lines?"
"Josef flashed the royal seal a few times." She batted her eyes. "Gets you into everywhere."
"He shouldn't be using it for that." I scowled as she pulled box after box out of the shopping bags. "I thought you bought everything you wanted on the last trip."
"Actually, some of this is for you." She opened one to show a lovely leather-bound journal.
"I hate you." I grabbed it
