The Fabric
The Fabric Heidi Heidi stopped in her tracks. She knew Max was supposed to be big, but not this big! This was huge! The concierge at the hotel had told her that if she was looking for fabrics, Max on the Champs Elysees was the place to go. Of she knew that, it was why she had come to Paris. Now she faced a sea of colours. There were rolls of fabric everywhere, and this was only the ground floor. "Vous chercez quelque chose, Mademoiselle?" Heidi turned to the saleslady and...