One morning in France at 8:00am there were 2 young girls maybe in their 20's one was named Belle the other was named Erin their father's name was Maurice. In a few minutes Belle and I were walking down the road to the bread shop to get some bread .She picked up a loaf of bread in a bag and paid for it then brought it back home when she did I put it on the table and we sat down and talked for a bit .