Love and Cigarettes

by Ana Cristina

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“Non?” he asked, cocking one eyebrow.

“Non. No lover. I dumped him last month after I found out he’d been cheating on me with his employer.” As the words escaped my mouth, I wondered at myself. I wasn’t the type to share my life with just anyone, let alone someone I barely knew. It must be jet-lag, I reasoned.

Sebastian did not respond. He took out a cigarette and offered me one. When I refused, he shrugged and turned his back on the wind so he could light it.

I sighed. “I suppose you think I’m mad, to fly across the Atlantic after getting my heart broken. Maybe I am mad.”

Sebastian exhaled a perfect ring of blue smoke and smiled. “Love makes even the sanest person mad. You’re not alone in that experience.”

“So that’s my story. How about you? Do you live in Paris? And how come your English is so good?”

“I’ve lived in Paris my whole life, except for the year when I was an exchange student in London. That’s where I learned to speak English. Tell me honestly, is my English any good?”

I smiled. “Oui.”

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Average Reader Rating: 5.0 stars out of 5

  1. Love and Cigarettes

    emma jo_234's Buddy Icon emma jo_234

    Posted 5 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    I don’t think she’s mad. I would fly to Paris, too, if I could.
    Great dialog!
    LoA

  2. Love and Cigarettes

    penguincaptain18's Buddy Icon penguincaptain18

    Posted 3 months ago

    I agree, the dialogue is quite wonderful here. I love how she’s letting her gaurd down and is balming it on jet-lag.

  3. Love and Cigarettes

    Flute Loop<33's Buddy Icon Flute Loop<33

    Posted 2 months ago

    I almost had the chance to fly to Paris! Too bad it was a little over my budget… I this is is really cute though!

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