The Paris Light
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Last published Tue, Jan 17, 2017
There is this girl that once lived in Paris and her name was Madeleine Norris. She has to try to get away from her controlling husband for years but that ends starting now. From the outside, it looks like she fears she has nothing that matters anymore. In Madeleine's memories, her grandmother Margie is the kind woman she should have been - elegant, reserved, and perfect. Madeleine finds a diary in her grandmothers house. She took a trip one day to Paris to meet the grandmother she never knew: a dreamer who defied her strict, staid family and spent an exhilarating summer in writing cafes, living on her own, and falling for a charismatic artist. Hope You Enjoy The Story!
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