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The day she loses her job and her apartment, a third surprise awaits Celeste Dorin: her great-aunt left her a hotel in a tiny town in the mountains. Is the universe nudging her—not very subtly—in a new direction? For the first time in years, Celeste ignores her anxiety and rushes to the French Alps. To Montlouis, where she has refused to go back since she was a child.
Rose Beauvoir has two passions: chocolate and the stars. Or three, if you count Montlouis. The arrival of the clumsy Parisian disrupts her well-oiled routines, and she’d lie if she said she doesn’t enjoy the blast of fresh air.
As Celeste learns about life at high altitude and Rose shares her love for her hometown and its surroundings, the two women can’t deny the attraction blooming between them. The shift from Celeste’s boring yet comfortable life as a paralegal in the city to that of a hotelier in the mountains isn’t for the faint of heart, however. Will the beautiful scenery, the welcoming townies, and the deceptively reserved chocolatier convince her to stay?
A sapphic tale of Christmas, swoon-worthy chocolate, and blessings in disguise.
This book was written in English and in French at the same time, by Jude Silberfeld-Grimaud and their wife Marguerite Grimaud. L'Hôtel de la Voie lactée, the French edition, can be found on the publisher's website (Reines de Cœur) and here on Amazon.
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(7)Celeste
just now recognising theconnectiin celeste and astronomy
“You reckon we’ll get along, you and I?” she asked the building.
love that both speak to buildings/food
“Seriously, Dad, how am I supposed to be carefree in the world we live in?”
“Did you see his face when he said there was only one bed?” Alex sniggered between bites. “My favorite trope,” Celeste added, reaching out for a pear. “Really? I would have thought country girl x city girl was more your thing…”
“The one time my gaydar is right,” she said aloud. “Goddammit!”
Finding community was always nice and reassuring. Yes, that was all. She liked Rose and knowing that they had at least one thing in common, beyond their love for chocolate, was pleasant. Exactly the same as discovering they were both cat people had been a pleasant surprise. It had nothing to do with how pretty Rose was. Or how talented. Or kind, or smart. Certainly not how hot she was.
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