4 (french) Werber, Bernard

I must be in heaven because the angel smiled at me.
- Wow … udéen … Eatua … uh. The angels had to speak a
language to them. Jargon Angel incomprehensible to nonangels.
- Fou … Nafha … ludéhen … éatuheu. She repeated this
chant with patience and handed me his hands soft and
fresh on my forehead smooth rough child.
- You … do … more … temperature. I looked around,
somewhat dazed. What’s up? Do you understand me?
There are no more Truck Temperature Where am I?
Paradise? No! In the ICU of the hospital Saint-Louis. The
angel reassured me.
- You are not dead. You have just a few contusions. You’re
lucky that the hood of the car have amortized your fall. You
do a big slash the knees. - I fainted? - Yes, for three hours. I
lost consciousness for three hours and I do
had no memory! Not the slightest idea or scrap of
sensation. During these three hours, nothing happened.
The nurse placed the pillow under my kidneys for I can sit
more comfortably. Maybe I was death for three hours but
that does me neither hot nor cold.
What caused me to heated headache, however, this was