“Today, let us forget it all.” He said, meaning the bankruptcy, criminal charges and upcoming court appearances.
She looked at him in the mirror where she was washing her face. Even her skin was weary.
“Train tickets to Vieux Port.” He no longer had his cars, or driver’s license for that matter. “Première classe.”
“Remember when we first met? Strolling, feeling the Old City.” He took her hand. “Viens avec moi, mon amour. On va se flâner.”
Beauty of the World: In this series I use an “untranslatable word” in a story. These wonderful words capture the beauty of languages around the world.
Flâner (French, v.): leisurely strolling the streets.
For more wonderfully untranslatable words, see:
- Untranslatable Words, by Tim Lomas, PhD.
- Lost in Translation: An Illustrated Compendium of Untranslatable Words, by Ella Frances Sanders