It was the artisan market that did it… Kate was already running late; being a B&B host, it was a busy time of year and she hadn’t wanted to rush her guests as they finished breakfast and stopped to chat. But she couldn’t help herself. She’d been sidetracked by the beautiful artisan market on her mission to get to the fruit stall. With the sun on her face and the relaxed pace of holidaymakers wandering the market, she’d slowed down and a lovely linen dress had caught her eye – just right for the party later that afternoon. It was sky blue, and she’d had to buy it. It made her happy.
Living in the Loire, nothing was done in a hurry
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