Eiffel Tower Drawing Novels & Stories

I said smoothly, leaning back into the leather seat, a calm, calculated satisfaction warming my chest. From the adjacent seating pod, the sound of a small, bright giggle drifted into our cabin. I looked over the partition to see Catherine sitting with her notebook, drawing a chaotic, colorful picture of a castle with a massive blue flag on top. She looked up, her dark eyes shining with a pure, unburdened happiness as she pointed her purple crayon at me. "Look, Mommy! I drew our new office in Paris! It has a giant swing set on the roof so I can see the Eiffel Tower!"