« "Is your father okay?" - I'm fine. `...` - What about the girls? - Status quo. Samuel was a rarity: a boy with vocabulary. - Who are you on right now? innocently inquired Savior. - If I were on her, I wouldn't need to tell you about it. - When it comes to sexuality, all expressions are two-way. "The croque-madame is for whom?" said a voice above them. "For me," replied Savior, raising his finger. "You amaze me," mumbled Samuel. (p. 72) »

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« "He asked me if I wanted to keep his little one and, as I have nothing against blacks, I said yes," added Nicole, thinking of building Louise with her good feelings. I do not know if it is in your taste, the mixtures of breed, but I find that little Lazarus is not naughty figure. When they're not TROP black, they're fine. Louise listened, tetanus by this display of racism and good conscience. "What's a shame is that name," continued the nanny. - That name? - But "Lazarus"! It must also be said that the father is called Savior. My husband, he had known a named Fetnat because he was born on the day of the national holiday! I mean, I don't mind. They do what they want. As long as they stay at home. But there are too many in Orleans. We are no longer at home. I'm not saying that for Dr. Savior, he's paying for what he owes, he's clean, there's no worries. Black people, there are property. »