French Exit

by Patrick deWitt

“Do you ever feel,” she asked, “that adulthood was thrust upon you at too young an age, and that you are still essentially a child mimicking the behaviors of the adults all around you in hopes they won’t discover the meager contents of your heart?”

“We’re going to hire a private detective to find the medium,” Malcolm said. “What an American notion.” “Thank you,” said Mme Reynard. “I authored it.”