Please love the next chapter in Jackie’s Paris in Pearls romance novel ❤
I hadn’t been on a bike in probably twenty years, but as they say you never forget . . . “it’s like riding a bike.”
The wind in my face was almost too much to bare; the cold made my eyes water. I hope my eyes don’t freeze. Can that even happen?
I received strange looks when I laughed out loud.
A young woman on a bike passed by; she looked so graceful! How is it possible to look stylish riding a bike in winter, I don’t know, but Parisian women just seem to be elegant no matter what. She had her scarf wrapped lightly around her face and a cute hat covered her ears; she even managed to ride comfortably in a long flowing skirt.
I still had on my boots, a pair of warm pants…
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