How the Light Gets In (Chief Inspector Armand Gamache, #9)

by Louise Penny

“What’re we talking about?” asked Olivier, as he placed two plates of blueberry crêpes and maple-smoked bacon in front of Myrna and Gamache. “Me,” said Gabri. “Me, me, me.” “Oh, good,” said Olivier, bringing over another chair. “It’s been thirty seconds since we visited that subject. So much must have happened.”