The Honest Folk Of Guadeloupe (2015) - Plot & Excerpts
The car bounced on its high suspension. Dust swirled upwards and reluctantly Anne Marie had to ask Trousseau to close the windows and turn on the cooler. They traveled through the low brush at little more than ten kilometers an hour for over five minutes. Nobody was in sight. They came to the open parking space. “We’ll get out here.” The ground was hard, dry and uneven beneath the thick soles of her Paraboots. They set off on foot toward the beach. Trousseau had insisted upon taking the umbrella, but rather than giving shade, it prodded at Anne Marie’s face, uncomfortably close to her eyes. A sign announced Tarare beach and invited visitors to remove their clothes. Trousseau straightened his tie, allowed himself a sly grin, and they went down the steep incline that led to the beach. From time to time he held out his hand to offer support. Anne Marie noticed, not without pleasure, that her greffier was considerably less agile than she. After a while, he closed the umbrella and used it as a stick to give him balance.
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