Riviera Idyl

Riviera IdylAll our pretty world, so carefully built, collapsed in a day. Her hubsand in Paris assumed that she was with relatives in Lyons; my wife in London believed that I was working out details of a contract in Milan. As for us, we were supposed to be looking, from our villa balcony in Grimaldi, at the diamond glitter of Monte Carlo and Nice starring the soft darkness of the coast--and we were meant to say the age-old things that all lovers say. Hopes, lies, scenery, endearments, intoxicati...