A. is with her sister and one of her friends in Paris today. Paris is A.’s favorite city in the world. She boarded a flight from JFK yesterday with her friend, who lives in Manhattan, and they met up with A.’s sister once A. and the friend had landed at, I think, Charles de Gaulle. A.’s sister had flown from Phoenix to Dallas, and then from Dallas to Paris. I have stayed here in the city, with the cats, because I don’t like to travel as much as A. does, or rather like to travel in a different way, or for different reasons, even if I do enjoy traveling with A. when we happen to do so, because she has a lighthearted soul, and is pleasant to be around.