4 (french) Werber, Bernard

Once again we were pioneers. Which had already thought
to be a child container of a soul before chosen? It was as if
we manufactured a vase to put flowers already in stock.
- At work, I said cheerfully. Our embrace was happy, yet I
caught a sad expression on the face of Rose when she put
the head on the pillow.
I asked him what was wrong all at once. She sighed and
made me swear always to my ears when Raoul seek to
struck me the second truth.
- It will pass, I say. Raoul is bitter because he was unhappy
to learn that his mother killed his father, I understand. - But
you have nothing to do, protested she. I do not see why, for
how unhealthy pleasure, he now wants to any price you
reveal the ugly secrets of Satan. In all case, you totally
sounded. I did not know that my husband had such a
talented boxer! she said, shaking again against me. I made
a face.
- For the first time I hit someone with a This will hurt him …
And then I lost my best friend. - No, said she confidently.
Raoul is not against you. And the canary Uncle William:
“When someone is angry against you, it is not really angry
against you, it is only angry against himself. ” We refîmes
love. I drove the “in fact, what I do … “Always parasite, to
replace soon with thoughts and feelings much more