4 (french) Werber, Bernard

was probably that of a merry prankster rather sporty, given
his propensity to run around in all corners.
Amanda caught up with him for a hug. “Daddy,” “Mom , ””
Pee ”” poo “were the four words he loved align
successively. Later, he would have a good psychoanalysis
to teach him how to separate these four concepts distinctly.
With my son, life went on. Humanity evolved. My genes
were perpetuated in the nucleus of cells.
- Still playing with this kid! sneered Conrad. It must have
over the top of you, Dad pot-de-glue! Me? my kids, I them
alone.
- Papa-pee? asked point-blank Junior. My brother laughed
and replied: - No, daddy-poo. I suspected Conrad of being
a bad teacher. My brother had set up a company
Thanatonautes. He built thanatodromes anywhere in the
world, on demand. In promoter advised it innovation by
providing at option of the customers, rooms off a
mythological decorations or mystical. With it, you could fly
from a replica of the pyramid of Cheops or a copy of the
Sistine Chapel. The less fortunate, it proposed
thanatodromes individual wooden huts similar to saunas
but affluent of all equipment necessary for a successful
takeoff. As an option, for a fixed price two hundred
thousand francs, he provided system sound and uniform
Thanatonautes identical to our own.