"Huge geraniums bloom bins wood, huge pots powerless to contain the overflowing life of these plants and red roses. A trickle of water has escaped long ago. They are not both planters of flowers and fountains petals, vines and small green scented leaves. A trellis is buckling under the shamelessness of a vigorous clematis violet blossoms and delicate fleshy flowers.
A bird bath complete the idyllic picture. Failing to see yet small birds, Claire notices some wasps who come to drink.
"Fun, right? We'll be right here, we will be able to relax a little, away from work, telephone, family, friends, obligations and schedules. "
Erik sighed loudly and said:" We'll worry about it, the lazy mornings, want! "
He is delighted. Happy, happy, relaxed.
If Claire could be as calm and comfortable, it would certainly benefit also of the view that awaits her, but her persistent nausea surrounds the stomach since this morning, it is noon and it is getting very hunger. Especially since the trip was exhausted, she takes a chair to relax a little and ask.
Her head is so heavy, so heavy stomach and bladder so full ... .. She was so hungry. She did not dream that a good meal, a good nap and then we will consider long walks along the beach and also invest museums. A top-the-heart interrupts her reverie and rushes to the toilet. Just in time.
"Are you okay? What do you have? You need help? "Erik asked about his health, putting his head through the door. She left so quickly he did not have time to follow it, except the eyes.
is surprising that she is never sick.
'Pregnant. She is pregnant, not sick, not sick at all. "
The bird bath is made of a stone basin with rounded edges eroded by water and polished by the feet of small birds accustomed. On the board, it was fitting and sealing a sort of little cherub who pretends to soak the feet in standing water.
prohibited, Erik sees turn on itself, unscrew the back of the bird bath, shaking her feet like a dog would get rid of the water remaining in her fur after a bath, blow dry and deftly put both hands on his hips.
him about it then do not surprise him more than that, his first surprise to see him come to life has not vanished, "Your wife is small not sick, she is expecting a happy event, a happy event, is everything, everything! "
The thing is small and in it, everything seems to skip, even words. Respectively, of the respect that one feels obliged to have a child, to clear his naivete and sweetness. Three apples high, no more, she still climbed on chairs, the very one that Claire used a moment ago. Her skin dirty grayish stone contrasts with the whiteness of the chair that should repaint the beginning of each season.
is elusive. All analytical frameworks the engineer of 35 years are suddenly challenged by a mass calcium that comes to life before his eyes, without any logic.
His mouth dry, his words get stuck in his throat, his eyes flicker and ideas jostle.
"You're not real, it is not possible," he whispers t overwhelmed with disbelief, shaking his head from right to left, as they say no to a bad dream. "
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