4 (french) Werber, Bernard

and, as usual, she quickly to close, pinching my neck in the
process. She took advantage of I was suffocating to take
over the monopoly of conversation.
- How dare you talk in that tone? indignant-her We thee
always encouraged. Even when you spend your time
hanging out in cemeteries with Razorbak, I’ve never been
to blame, and yet I know many mothers who have not
allowed their children to attend small nuts. - Raoul is not
crazy! - It is still a bit special, you admit it and … - They talk
about me? One of these days, I would have thought to put
strong locks on my door. We came here as in a mill. Locks,
a peephole, a bell, and hello privacy!
Meanwhile, never mind if Raoul had heard about
disparaging of my mother! He too did not arise
unannounced.
- Hello, Raoul, ‘I said coldly. - Yes, Professor Razorbak,
admitted my brother’s full respect for the voice, we were
just talking about you. We believe, as you are now rich and
famous, you need a financial adviser to look your interests.
After all, you two and the girl, you form like a rock band. You
need an impresario, someone who manages your image,
which takes care of your contracts, which … I expected that
Raoul dry fly that wag. Not at all, he listened attentively.
- It’s your brother? asked he. - Yes, I admitted ruefully. - And
I’m his mother! trumpeted proudly said progenitor. Raoul