Odyssee

She wakes early in her apartment in the heart of the Parisian design district and finds herself alone, her love having departed long before she has roused. Still tousled from sleep, she ventures from room to room searching for him. Her eyes fall on a map of Paris, carefully left on her makeup stand. Scrawled across it in a hand she knows almost as well as her own, a note simply reads, “Follow the map. Find the clues. Meet me at the end of this adventure.”