Chapter Forty- One: The Paris Get Away Trip

Like the bloom of the cherry blossoms, daffodils and gourdon flowers by the sides of a walk route, I opened my eyelids to the crack of dawn. The howl of the whirling blades came to a halt and the roaring engines became like a silent storm. Three weeks and four days that's how long it had been since Evans got to know about the kiss with Thomas and I had not seen him or spoken to him. Every being of me yearned for him, as everything around me always seemed to remind me of him. My home, the office and even my favourite SUV. Even Anna noticed my weariness. This was the good time for the long overstretched leave I should have done a long time ago. And Paris had always been my choice of place of a vacation. I watched the newly birthed city from the porthole, the yellow sun peeking from the clouds in bright cyanic sky, bearing a resemblance to the Max Cole art oil landscape painting. Just like the other passengers, I stepped down from the air stair. The balmy air like that of the early days