The Paris Proof
The Aesthetes ReturnThe poem was bad. Thomas Webster knew it the moment he wrote it, and he knew it even more firmly the moment Aline read it and did not say anything at all.They were sitting in the cafe on the Rue de Seine, the one with the green awning and the waiters who wore white jackets and referred to everyone as monsieur even when they were clearly not, and Thomas had just read the poem...
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