April 1, 2015
Dearest Rene-
Poor mon petit! I know the gypsies call you this, perhaps in a derogatory manner, but know when I refer to you this way I say it with only the deepest affection. I feel for you and not because of your height or your health but because of your unrequited love. I put in a good word for you but honestly I do not believe Aimee the type to settle down with anyone so it might be best to give up on that idea. I know you will not give up on her and who knows I may be wrong... I have been wrong in the past. I like you mon petit. You are clever and caring and when I felt a tad bored with Aimee you were there to keep me the story.
Till We Meet Again-
Amanda
Why write a book review when you can write a letter to a character in the book.
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
Letter to Aimee Leduc from Murder on the Champ de Mars by Cara Black
April 1, 2015
Dear Ms. Leduc-
I am happy to make your acquaintance. From my little research of you it appears that you have been busy. First I have to say that even though you and Melac appear to have reached an agreement as it goes with Chloe... let him go! The idea of him, the hurt that you clearly still feel from his rejection of you... let it all go. You have so much going on in your life that I cannot see why you still let him upset you. I know he is the father of your baby, but really he is quite the jerk. You know if you really feel the need to have a man in your life there is one who is already closer to you than you think. All I am saying is that you really do not need to look that far. He already cares for Chloe and will follow you into any outrageous, dangerous situation you choose to pursue. I think you know who I am talking about and if not, wake up Aimee!
Alright enough love life advice, it sounds like you get much of it from many of your friends. Let us now talk of Paris. My first visit was with you. Others in the past have tried to bring me along but honestly I did not pay much attention, they were poor tour guides. Flying through the streets with you in pursuit of Nicu and Drina's killers was thrilling. I learned so much about your culture and your city. Not to mention that all you need for a good disguise is a quick change of handbag. I have to ask one thing of you for our next adventure, can we visit more cafes? I cannot get enough espresso and the smell of fresh baked baguettes.
Till We Meet Again-
Amanda
P.S. I think I might know what your favorite word is... you say it quite often and it makes me giggle when I think of it in print. I fear that I will never tire of curse words, especially when they are in French.
Dear Ms. Leduc-
I am happy to make your acquaintance. From my little research of you it appears that you have been busy. First I have to say that even though you and Melac appear to have reached an agreement as it goes with Chloe... let him go! The idea of him, the hurt that you clearly still feel from his rejection of you... let it all go. You have so much going on in your life that I cannot see why you still let him upset you. I know he is the father of your baby, but really he is quite the jerk. You know if you really feel the need to have a man in your life there is one who is already closer to you than you think. All I am saying is that you really do not need to look that far. He already cares for Chloe and will follow you into any outrageous, dangerous situation you choose to pursue. I think you know who I am talking about and if not, wake up Aimee!
Alright enough love life advice, it sounds like you get much of it from many of your friends. Let us now talk of Paris. My first visit was with you. Others in the past have tried to bring me along but honestly I did not pay much attention, they were poor tour guides. Flying through the streets with you in pursuit of Nicu and Drina's killers was thrilling. I learned so much about your culture and your city. Not to mention that all you need for a good disguise is a quick change of handbag. I have to ask one thing of you for our next adventure, can we visit more cafes? I cannot get enough espresso and the smell of fresh baked baguettes.
Till We Meet Again-
Amanda
P.S. I think I might know what your favorite word is... you say it quite often and it makes me giggle when I think of it in print. I fear that I will never tire of curse words, especially when they are in French.
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