The Woman in Red: Chapter 4
4. The flowers
Sometimes the morning after a great evening you get the feeling as if you’ve dreamt it all. That was how Jean-Pierre was feeling. Did he imagine the woman in red? Was she a creation of his mind? He wasn’t a real ‘Don Juan’ when it involved women. Yesterday he had stepped out of his frontiers. When he closed his eyes, he could feel the sensation of the dance, the wild retreat out of the banquet hall and the passionate kiss before her front door.
He looked at the card with the phone number. Would it be appropriate if he should call her? What would he say? Thank you for an unforgettable evening! Maybe she wouldn’t like it if he called her too early. No, patience was a virtue. He would be patient, even against his will.
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