Jean-Pierre, Véronique and their girls invited me to join them on Monday evening for a quick trip to the seaside and a dinner of moules-frites. We drove to Le Crotroy where, after only five minutes, I ran into someone I know. Nicolas, who works at the school in Poix as a surveillant, was working in a restaurant on the shore. Unfortunately, the weather was not with us that evening. Alice and Emma did not get to play with the beach tennis set they'd brought along. Instead, we walked along the boardwalk and then sought shelter in their favorite restaurant in town. We all ordered mussels – Emma, who's ten, and I had moules au curry. No ten-year old I know in Oklahoma would eat that!
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