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"The next day I went to her flat to eat. She made ratatouille. I felt. I felt the food, the conversation, the night air coming in the window and the taste of the wine on my lips and the feeling of it in my belly. I had not felt for a long time. I listened to her and she listened to me. It was the beginning of love."

I had not felt in 105 pages either, after all those indifferent stories, finally, some emotion!

There is something comforting about these stories but I find them very easy to forget and with little emotional impact. The illustrations are cute though, so...

There's something very comforting about the stories, nothing special I'd day but I find them very sweet in their normal-ness.