Dear Helen,
I know I promised to write to you as much as I could when we were under that tree. I'm sorry if I haven't been able to keep my promise. But, don't you worry ma chérie, I will soon be able to write to you everyday when I've saved up enough money for more stamps. I hope to hear from you soon.
Love,
Jean
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It Started in Paris
ChickLitLauren goes to Paris for a business trip. She ignores the countless love letters that arrives at her door in her apartment in Paris. Her curiosity clicks her into opening the letters. Someone named Jean Hughe is the writer of the letters for...
