She asked her way around for the nearest police station, although she had lived in Paris for two years, her memory wasn't strong enough to remember the directions.
It was an old building, but surprisingly very well-maintained. They were asked to wait in a room by a constable until she got a chance to speak to an officer. She informed him about where she had found Noah and all the relative details. Mr. Bernard listened to her intently, his eyes blinking consistently, while his jaw rested on his palms.
"It's a good story, Ms. Renée, but are you sure you aren't trying to get rid of this young man, I can see the similarities on your faces..." he said, in a clipped accent.
Renée exasperatedly shrieked at his implications, launching into a rant.
He finally asked Renée to fill a form regarding where she had found Noah, her contact information and leave him at the station. Apparently he was to stay in one of the rooms until his guardians could be found. Renée peered into the room where he had pointed from her position, it was no less than a jail cell. It was occupied by a few people in orange uniforms, their expressions dark and dangerous. The sight of the room and the constables clawed at her insides. She couldn't bear to leave a mere five-year-old in such a horrible place. She couldn't throw him to the wolves. She got goosebumps at their hospitality, she didn't know what her next move would be, but she knew she couldn't leave Noah there.
Just when Mr. Bernard got engaged in a phone call, Renéefled from the station, taking Noah along with her.
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One Balloon Away
Fiksi RemajaJust when eighteen-year-old Renée Martin is about to commit suicide, an unexpected note meant for someone else leads her to the city she has always dreaded, Paris. Join her on this disastrous journey as she struggles with self-esteem, anxiety and th...
