Rows of pastries glistened on either side of the boulangerie. Loaves of bread were arrayed behind the counter. The aroma was heavenly.

"Est-ce que je peux vous aider?"

" We have searched for you for a long time.". Nico reached into his briefcase, removed a le\tter in a light blue enveiope.

"I am Nicolas St Denis, and this is Jack. We are here to deliver this letter from the Gold County in California to you."

In a feminine hand, it was addressed to Ted Treharne. The return address was Susanna's Gold Country winery and home.

Ted looked at the return address. Remembering how warm it was under blankets the first night he spent with Susanna in the Winery barn, he took the envelope in his hands, as if it was more valuable than gold.

Removed his flour stained apron, folded it on the counter.

"May I open it?" he asked in English.

"Of course. That is why we are here", Nico responded. Jack stood at the counter. Transfixed. Nico studied the varieties of pastry on display . Ted read the letter to himself.
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