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Where there’s a will, there’s a way.

“So when will I be able to leave?” Dian asked, this time a little more anxiously. Michael pulled a chair close to her and sat down; his arms crossed over his chest. He sighed deeply. “Let me tell you the … Continue reading →

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As Time Goes By

I was born on the 1st of January 1901 in Paris. Well…I wasn’t actually “born” … you should rather say that I was made on the 1st of January 1901. I was carved out of wood you see…Pierre, my maker, … Continue reading →

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Le bonheur dans les racines

Daniel vit à Bruxelles au numéro 86 de l’avenue Franklin Roosevelt. A cette adresse se dresse un splendide hôtel particulier que l’on appelle la “Maison Delune”. Daniel connaît par cœur le jardin qui entoure la Maison ; c’est d’ailleurs dans ce … Continue reading →

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The Whales

Their father died on a Saturday night. It was in January. The doctor would come in the evening. In the morning of that day, he’d asked his wife as well as Max and Charlotte, his kids now well in their … Continue reading →

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Au-delà des mots

« Tu as regardé dans le tiroir de la table de nuit ? » « C’est le premier endroit où j’ai regardé… » « Mais où a-t-il bien pu la mettre ? » Dans la chambre de leurs parents, Maxime … Continue reading →

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