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"A little sleep, a little slumber and your friend will leave you like a knock away."

In the morning, I wake up very early because I had been sleeping since Aloïse got up to sleep in her room. My stomach rumbles signalling me that I am very hungry since I missed both lunch and supper. I take a very long cold shower and get dressed in an oversized black woollen sweater over denim which are slightly ripped at the knees.

I go to the kitchen for a quick snack and I meet Mèloè getting ready to prepare the table for breakfast.

I go to the kitchen for a quick snack and I meet Mèloè getting ready to prepare the table for breakfast

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"Bonjour" I greet walking closer.

"Bonjour" she smiles and continues packing her stuff. This woman is a workaholic
"S'il vous plait, je veux préparer-" i begin

"You know I can also speak English " she chuckles and I find myself feelimg embarrassed. She has a very thick accent like my grandfather's. I guess his is much thicker- no her's is way thicker- ah! You can't tell the difference.

"I just want something to eat, I'm very hungry "

"Breakfast will be served soon if you can't wait there's freshly squeezed orange juice." She pours me a glass of orange juice and hands it to me. How can I say no to orange?

"Thank you " I say and drink everything from the glass then grin sheepishly. Boy! I'm hungry.

"You sure are very hungry " she winks. Please never do that again.

"I don't exaggerate " I shrug. She shakes her head laughing then motions to pour me another glass so I give her the glass. I drink everything at a go again and she laughs once more. It's bitnny fault, I'm a growing man.

"I think you've had enough or else you won't be able to eat at table and I don't think your grandfather would tolerate that" she takes the glass from me and washes it in the sink.

"Sure sure, it's no problem "

"I have to go, don't be late for breakfast"

"Yeah okay I'll try" I shrug and she leaves.

I go to my grandfather's study to find him on the computer. He sure's an early bird. He looks over and smiles

"Hey, what's up with you? You slept well?" He asks as I take a seat on the couch.

"Yes I did, you?" I lift my chin

"Me too" he takes his concentration back to the monitor.

" Qu'est que tu fais" he looks at me like he's shocked i am speaking French so i repeat in English, "What is it you are doing? "

"I'm trying to get us some guides, we're going on a tour" he adjusts his glasses

"Okay" I shrug with no excitement at all. Of course I like road trips but not when it's like an excursion.

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