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« At his table, numbered 14, in addition to a few passengers, there is the captain. In Victor, the man recalls his father. The same green-grey eyes, the same aquiline nose, the same deep gulfs on the temples, which will eventually win their battle over the drus and gray hair, the vigorous torso. Instinctively, the writer carries his hand in his pocket, experiences the smooth touch of the red brick. In his wallet, Victor also keeps a photograph of this missing father, subtracted from an album, from that time when there were, when too many photos had not killed the photo. The man is twenty years old, a conquering smile, a straight look. One day he said to his son, laughing, "I was young at the time, I don't know when everything started to go wrong." Yes, in the light of dawn, Commander Markle looks like that father Victor looks so little like. p.173 »
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Hervé Le Tellier
The anomaly |
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Hervé Le Tellier
The anomaly
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« No author writes the reader's book, no reader reads the author's book. »
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Hervé Le Tellier
The anomaly |
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Hervé Le Tellier
The anomaly
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« What are you thinking? I don't think I regret anything, not even you. Stop, it's for fun. »
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Hervé Le Tellier
The amnesiacs have not experienced anything unforgettable |
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Hervé Le Tellier
The amnesiacs have not experienced anything unforgettable
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