January 12, 2026
The Pilot by Anahit Arustamyan
Some lines from my novel
''Bonjour mademoiselle!'' he greeted her in his own language.
Nare looked at him. She didn't know French well.
''Good morning!'' she replied.
''Do you speak English, monsieur?'' she said to him.
''Yes, I do. My name is Pierre. I am working for Air France. I am a pilot. I still have some time before I start my flight. May I sit at your table?'' he said.
''Do please!'' Nare whispered in her tired voice.
''What's your name?'' he asked her at once.
''Nare,'' she answered, smiling.
The coins were still lying on her table.
Pierre looked at the coins and said, ''Nare, wouldn't you mind if I pay for our coffee? It would be my pleasure.''
''Thank you, monsieur,'' she whispered with a shy smile.
''Do call me Pierre,'' he said.
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