Dear Helen,
I was at our meeting place today. But, you didn't show up. Ma chérie, I'll try to understand whatever your reason is for not showing up. I'm hoping to see you again after two days. I need to see you. I hope you'd come by. I'll be the man in white long-sleeves and black pants.
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...