The Confessions of Jenny – 09 – The French Holiday 4

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Another sunny day welcomed us as we awoke in our hotel at Macon.  The riverside window was closed and shuttered to keep out the noise from the busy road below, Simon opened it and threw back the shutters.  I put on my robe and went over to him.  He kissed me tenderly and put his arms around me.  We stood for a while, watching the morning sun reflecting on the river Soane, and in the far distance, the Alps, looking magnificent against the clear blue sky.

We decided to skip breakfast and make an early

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