Category Archives: Gaelle

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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This is the last time

“This is the last time…” Eddy told himself exasperated. He slid his diving goggles over his eyes. The summer sun was now high in the sky and he could feel himself sweating under his diving suit. Parking in this neighbourhood … Continue reading

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Turn the Oven Off

Story inspired by Tami Afta’s picture shown here Pam had been married to Roger for over 25 years now and they had become what is mostly known as a typical old couple. They knew each other so well that they … Continue reading

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Le Palier

La fatigue était venue subrepticement. Christopher ne l’avait pas vue venir. C’est vrai qu’il voyageait depuis plusieurs heures et rien sur cette autoroute ne venait troubler sa concentration. Rien qui ne puisse interrompre son flot de pensées sur tout ce … Continue reading

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