The Literate Kitty

When two people get married, they usually feel like they know each other pretty well.   Their likes and dislikes. What makes them laugh, and the things that make them sad or upset. Their habits and eccentricities.   But how well do we ever  really  know another person? There’s always  something  we’re holding back... something embarrassing, that we’re ashamed of, or that we simply know our partner wouldn’t be cool with.   That’s normal.   The thing is, there are little,  unimportant  secrets... and then, there are deep, dark, hidden things that have the power to change  everything  we think we knew.   Kimberly Belle delivers a tempting souffle of the latter variety, in  The Paris Widow .     From the moment Stella and Adam had their meet-cute, it seemed they were meant to be together.   A quiet, calm guy—who nerded out over the cool old architectural interior treatments he found and sold to his wealthy ...

Bonjour!   (Passport stamp from Charles de Gaulle) I’ve been back home from my first ever trip to Paris for a few days, but already, a little part of me wonders if it was all just a dream.    Was I  really  there? Did I see those places, do those things, eat those foods?   [ To be fair, the brutal head cold that sunk its viral little claws into me whilst across the Big Pond is probably to blame for any brain fog.. .]   Anyway, my photos (and American Express card) prove that I really, truly  was  there, and  I have thoughts...     I'll always equate Paris with the color beige.    [ Yeah, I know, that sounds bad. 😅 Stay with me, here!]   It’s a city full of tall, old, beige buildings... a great many of which are decorated with beautiful wrought-iron balconies, and brightened with greenery and flowers.   So in this case, “beige” isn’t bad (bland, boring); rather, it’s a pale, neutral background that the color...