A map or a course? Is he following one or being led by the other? Or neither? Or both? He would like to ask Al one or two questions. To clarify things. To check he has them straight. But the train is approaching the Gare du Nord.
Leo’s godfather, Benoît, lives by himself in an apartment in the sixième, not far from the Jardin du Luxembourg.
—You know, Leo, he says, one should always marry a foreigner.
Leo smiles. He has heard this from Benoît before.
—Find a woman whose first language is not English. In my case, naturally, I mean French. This is the way to avoid misunderstandings.
Benoît speaks from experience. He has, successively, married a Greek, a Guatemalan and a Hungarian. Until recently he lived with a Texan. Their months together constituted an interlude of bliss, he says, and he and Mary-Beth barely understood one word the other said ... ...
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