Folding Paper, a Short Story (The Atlantic)
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“I’d use the hours on the train to twist and turn our relationship over in my head, bending and inverting it, hoping to end up with a shape I could understand. I knew that an intelligent, liberated woman like myself was supposed to expect more from a relationship, but I couldn’t stop waxing my legs and packing up my weekend bag on Thursday nights, slipping out of work early every Friday to race through the Paris metro system toward the Gare de Lyon. I didn’t want to be with someone who would be my equal. I wanted someone better than I was.”
In “Folding Paper,” a struggling American expatriate in Paris name Marine races to catch the fast train to Geneva every weekend to meet handsome Dutch-born Frederic, although he is not very nice to her. One Friday, she finds herself seated next to an elderly couple who offer her a surprising gift.
To read the full short story, please click here: The Atlantic
