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I took a sip of cappuccino and relaxed in the first-class seat of the Eurostar train as it sped towards Paris.


I wasn't really sure why I was on the train in the first place It certainly wasn't typical of me to drop everything and run off to somewhere like Paris. Actually, my wife Sandra keeps telling me I've become boring in my old age. In fact, Sandra was the reason why I was heading for the French capital.


When I had got home from work the night before I'd found a note from Sandra on the kitchen table. It said that she needed to get away for a few days and would come back later in the week.


She'd done the same thing several times during our twenty-two years of marriage. When she got fed up with things at home she would pack a bag and go, but she always cameback when she was ready.


We had been having a few problems recently, and I had to admit that our relationship had got a bit boring since our youngest daughter had left for university.
After re-reading Sandra's note, it suddenly occurred to me that the following day would be exactly 25 years since Sandra and I first met in Paris. We had always celebrated this date together, but this time she had obviously decided to spend it away from me.


I couldn't really blame her. I'd been working such long hours that we barely saw each other. When we did have some time together, I was usually so exhausted that I simply fell asleepin front of the TV.
I suddenly felt I had to go to Paris on the anniversary of our first meeting. On my own, perhaps, I would be able to see things more clearly.


I decided to catch the first Eurostar train the next morning. Soon after the train arrived at the Gare du Nord in Paris, unsure of where I was going, I bought a ticket and went straight down to the Metro. As the train rushed through the black tunnel, I found my mind going back to that day, 25 years before.


I'd been working in the Paris branch of a London based mercha.nt bank. I remember it was a beautiful spring day and I'd decided to spend my lunch break in the Tuileries gardens. I had bought a baguette and some cold meat and found myself a bench next to a pool.


I'd only been there a few minutes when a gorgeous young lady came up and asked if she could join me. She had a thermos flask of coffee and a bag of fresh fruit.


We sat on the bench, shared our lunch and chatted for ages. Her name was Sandra and she was working in Paris as a nanny. We fell in love, and eventually married three years later in London.


I paused at the gates of the gardens, wishing that Sandra was with me. I eventually went through the gates and walked along the path past the same green trees, statues and flowerbeds.


When I arrived at the pool I saw that the bench was still there. It was empty, so I went over and sat down. I took the food out of the bag, tore off a piece of the baguette and began toeat. Suddenly I heard a woman's voice behind me.


"May I join you?" it said. Startled, I turned around. In disbelief, I watched as my wife, holding a thermos flask of coffee and a large bag of fruit, came round and sat next to me.
She looked wonderful. She'd had her hair done and was wearing a floral print dress.
"Sandra!" I exclaimed.
"I was hoping you'd come, Bill," she smiled.
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I took a sip of cappuccino and relaxed in the first-class seat of the Eurostar train as it sped towards Paris.I wasn't really sure why I was on the train in the first place It certainly wasn't typical of me to drop everything and run off to somewhere like Paris. Actually, my wife Sandra keeps telling me I've become boring in my old age. In fact, Sandra was the reason why I was heading for the French capital.When I had got home from work the night before I'd found a note from Sandra on the kitchen table. It said that she needed to get away for a few days and would come back later in the week.She'd done the same thing several times during our twenty-two years of marriage. When she got fed up with things at home she would pack a bag and go, but she always cameback when she was ready.We had been having a few problems recently, and I had to admit that our relationship had got a bit boring since our youngest daughter had left for university.After re-reading Sandra's note, it suddenly occurred to me that the following day would be exactly 25 years since Sandra and I first met in Paris. We had always celebrated this date together, but this time she had obviously decided to spend it away from me.I couldn't really blame her. I'd been working such long hours that we barely saw each other. When we did have some time together, I was usually so exhausted that I simply fell asleepin front of the TV.I suddenly felt I had to go to Paris on the anniversary of our first meeting. On my own, perhaps, I would be able to see things more clearly.I decided to catch the first Eurostar train the next morning. Soon after the train arrived at the Gare du Nord in Paris, unsure of where I was going, I bought a ticket and went straight down to the Metro. As the train rushed through the black tunnel, I found my mind going back to that day, 25 years before.I'd been working in the Paris branch of a London based mercha.nt bank. I remember it was a beautiful spring day and I'd decided to spend my lunch break in the Tuileries gardens. I had bought a baguette and some cold meat and found myself a bench next to a pool.I'd only been there a few minutes when a gorgeous young lady came up and asked if she could join me. She had a thermos flask of coffee and a bag of fresh fruit.We sat on the bench, shared our lunch and chatted for ages. Her name was Sandra and she was working in Paris as a nanny. We fell in love, and eventually married three years later in London.I paused at the gates of the gardens, wishing that Sandra was with me. I eventually went through the gates and walked along the path past the same green trees, statues and flowerbeds.When I arrived at the pool I saw that the bench was still there. It was empty, so I went over and sat down. I took the food out of the bag, tore off a piece of the baguette and began toeat. Suddenly I heard a woman's voice behind me."May I join you?" it said. Startled, I turned around. In disbelief, I watched as my wife, holding a thermos flask of coffee and a large bag of fruit, came round and sat next to me.She looked wonderful. She'd had her hair done and was wearing a floral print dress."Sandra!" I exclaimed."I was hoping you'd come, Bill," she smiled.
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我啜了一口咖啡,轻松的在欧洲之星列车头等座位就驶向巴黎。


我真的不知道为什么我在火车上首先肯定不是典型的我放下一切去像巴黎这样的地方。实际上,我的妻子桑德拉不断告诉我,我在我的晚年变得很无聊。事实上,桑德拉是我在法国首都的原因,当我在工作的前一天晚上回家的时候,我在厨房的桌子上发现了一张桑德拉的纸条。她说,她需要离开几天,并会回来,在本周晚。她做了同样的事情在我们二十二年的婚姻几次。当她厌倦了家里的事她会包一包去,但她总是回来时,她已经准备好了。


我们有几个问题,我不得不承认我们的关系有一点无聊因为我们最小的女儿离开去了大学。
重读桑德拉注后,我突然想到,接下来的一天会是25年后,桑德拉和我在巴黎第一次见面。我们一直在一起庆祝这个日子,但这次她显然决定把它从我身上花掉。我一直工作这么长的时间,我们几乎没有看到对方。当我们在一起的时候,我通常是太累了,我asleepin电视机前就倒下了。
我突然觉得我必须去巴黎,在我们第一次见面的纪念日。我自己,也许,我能看得更清楚。


我决定搭第一次欧洲之星列车次日清晨。火车在巴黎北站到达不久,不知道我要去哪里,我买了一张票,直奔地铁。当火车穿过黑色的隧道,我发现我的心回到那一天,25年前。


我一直工作在巴黎分公司的总部位于伦敦的mercha.nt银行。我记得那是一个美丽的春天的一天,我决定在杜乐丽花园度过我的午餐。我买了一个面包和一些冷肉和发现自己的一台旁边的一个游泳池。


我只有几分钟的时候,一个年轻漂亮的女士走过来,问她是否能和我一起去。她有一个咖啡和一袋新鲜水果的保温瓶。


我们坐在板凳上,分享我们的午餐,聊了很久。她名叫桑德拉,她在巴黎做保姆。我们坠入爱河,最终结婚三年后在伦敦。


我停在大门的花园,希望桑德拉在我身边。我终于穿过大门,沿着小路过去同样的绿色树木,雕塑和花坛。


当我来到游泳池我看到台还在那里。它是空的,所以我就去坐了下来。我从袋子里拿了出来,撕下一块面包,开始吃。突然我听到一个女人的声音在我身后,“我可以加入吗?”它说。吓了一跳,我转过身。难以置信,我看着我的妻子,拿着咖啡和一大袋水果保温瓶,过来坐在我旁边。
她看上去很漂亮。她把头发做了,还穿着一件印花连衣裙,“桑德拉!”我叫道。“我很希望你能来,比尔,”她笑了。
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