The wave & the smile
I was riding the 7 with my family Monday night. We were both standing, you with a book. We sort of stared at each other for a bit before the train got really crowded. I got off at Tolbiac and decided to check if you were still there—you were! I waved, and you gave a wonderful smile. I caught you again, still smiling, as the train pulled out of Tolbiac.
I was just in Paris to visit family. I’m back in America now, but if you read this … I’m curious!