4 (french) Werber, Bernard

28 - RAOUL IS BACK
At the age of eighteen years, I decided to become a
doctor. I began studies as appropriate, and, was it really a
coincidence? I choose specialties like anesthesia and
resuscitation.
I found myself in the heart of the temple, head of lives
concerned about human survival. Maybe I had also wanted
spawn of these priestesses were said in their bare white
coat. Anyway, I was quick to check that was a myth. Nurses
are often in a T-shirt.
I was thirty-two when Raoul came without warning in my life.
He telephoned and gave me obviously go to the cemetery
of Pere-Lachaise.
It was even bigger, skinny, skinnier than in my memory. He
was back in Paris. After so long years of absence, I was
very flattered that his first gesture was to renew contact with
me.
He had the delicacy not to talk to me right away death. Like
me, he had matured. No question of laughter all,
indiscriminately. More stupid puns, of puns or spoonerisms.
He was now a researcher in biology at the CNRS, with title
of professor. Yet he began his talk by Mistresses …”
Women were only happen in his life because they did not