June 16, Thursday afternoon -- Sospel, France -- Reading a collection of stories

In the little vacation town of Sospel, France

where, if you look up, you may see

dish washing gloves

or a reader

"Madame," I yelled. "Excusez-moi, Madame?"
A woman in a neighboring balcony got her attention for me.
"Excusez-moi, il me demande, quel est le titre de votre livre?"

Unfortunately, my French is not that good, because she was confused. From our exchange, which I abandoned before it became too painful, I learned simply that she was reading a collection of short stories.
I don't know if they are mystery stories, bible stories, biographies or what...but still more interesting than dish washing gloves.