As the days went by, David grew into his role as advisor in the Bureau de Tourisme - his manner was affable and confident, listening carefully to visitors’ queries and problems.
He would ask Madeleine with her extensive local knowledge if it was an issue he couldn’t resolve via the free literature in the office’s racks or – more frequently – by use of the computers. However, in his solitary moments, the mysterious events touching him – such as his knowing that the ‘Blue Planet’ programme would be on television straight after his mother had mentioned blue paint – were taking an emotional toll with increasing regularity. Moving to Rennes, he decided, was working well.
One evening, he sat on his balcony, a glass of red wine in his hand, and gazed, wide-eyed across the roofs of the Old Town.
