The Pianist's Stunning Violets
The two girls approached her as the train stopped to drop some passengers two minutes later.
“Hej, Miss Marie Sieran. It is a pleasure to see you in person. As soon as we noticed your mole in your left temple, and your resemblance to the picture at the back, we knew that it is you who is in here. Can we ask for your autograph? By the way, I am Cara. She received a handshake from the girl who spoke with a Danish American accent.
“Hej, too, Ma’am Marie Sieran. I am Mary, friend of Cara. We bought your book when we were in New York last month.” She made a handshake to Marie, too. “This is amazing! Are you a tourist here? Sorry for asking.”