21 Steps To Happiness
"You're on the next flight,leaving at 5:40,Miss Blanchett."
Listen to her French accent! It's so
"I can check in your luggage straight away."
"That would be just fine,"I say with a suddenly posh voice. I make a mental note: easy on the posh voice.
I pass her my bag. She frowns. Okay, it's not one of those fancy Frenchy-looking kind she expected from someone like me. It's more like a little Adidas job I used to take to yoga. And yes, it looks horrible, like an old sheep stomach stuffed with clothes and underwear. But darling, you should take a look at the rest of my life.
I have no time for futilities such as traveling wear anymore. I'm so desperately busy right now!
I am a businesswoman.
Going to Paris! "You may wait in the Premiere Lounge and I'll place a call for your boarding," she says extra gently as she points at some sort of classy hotel-reception area behind her. "And
Miss Blanchett?"
"Yes."
"I love your mother's work."
"Sure, thanks," I say, stepping cautiously into the lounge with the feeling that I'm entering a sacred place.
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