Mille milles loin d'ici

by Ana Cristina

Walking out of the museum, I was surprised to see the sun was gone. The stars were just starting to come out. I tilted my head back to look at the moon and thought about my friends and family back in New York. They were probably sound asleep right now. I wondered if Carl missed me…

“Emily, you look as though you’re a thousand miles away from here.”

I started and realized Sebastian was staring at me with concern.

“I must have fallen asleep standing there for a second. I’m sorry. Listen, maybe I should just go back to the hotel.”

“If that’s what you would like. May I see you tomorrow?”

I thought about it for a second. There wasn’t any harm, I reasoned, and it was nice to think I had a friend here.

“Sure. I’ll look forward to that. I’m staying at Hotel Regina.”

“I know just the one. Whenever my sister comes up from Marseilles she stays at that hotel.”

Sebastian hailed a cab for me and helped me into the car. He kissed me on both cheeks and said, “I had a great time today, Emily Nichols. Au revoir.”

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  1. Mille milles loin d'ici

    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted 6 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    I like it, her thoughtful moment in the midst of a dreamy day. I know the feeling well. And I know I haven’t been reading carefully, but did she tell him her last name?
    LoA

  2. Mille milles loin d'ici

    Ana Cristina's Buddy Icon Ana Cristina

    Posted 6 months ago

    Yep, in an earlier part. I think either the second or the third in the series.

  3. Mille milles loin d'ici

    emma jo_234's Buddy Icon emma jo_234

    Posted 5 months ago

    Yeah, her last name has been mentioned before.
    More great writing. I can’t wait to see what they do tomorrow.
    LoA

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    penguincaptain18's Buddy Icon penguincaptain18

    Posted 3 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    No don’t think about Carl. Think about Mr. French-Curator-Handsome. Yeah that would be pretty creepy if he just knew her last name. (dreads the “twist” that she knows is bound to pop up)

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