CBM: A bitter departure...Jean-Luc took a final look at the room. The bed was perfectly made, the pillow perfectly centred against the small headboard. Before leaving, he made a final check that he had gathered all his things. A bitter smile flashed across his face before he straightened himself out and exited, luggage in hand. The door swung close with a dull thud, followed by the sharp click of the lock, as he stood along the quiet hallway.
He could not have anticipated the sudden phone-call. He had hoped he could stay and watch the store thrive, to meet new customers, and to become friends with more colleagues. A sigh escaped his lips as he stepped down onto the main floor. Through the window, he could see the taxi waiting, he was needed elsewhere. He crossed the main floor, but stopped partway. Placing his larger bag on the floor, he opened it and pulled out a small box of macarons he had prepared the night before. He sighed again, taking his lugga