What women talk about amongst themselves
I remember. It was this book that started it all. The paranoia, the escape, the wandering from one end of the city to the other... It was the book. (…) Out of curiosity, I opened it. I thought it wouldn't hurt to flip through it. Well I was wrong.
Ce dont les femmes parlent entre elles
Je me souviens. C’est le livre qui a tout déclenché. La paranoïa, la fuite, le fait de errer d’un bout à l’autre de la ville… C’était le livre. (…) Je m’étais dit que ça ne ferait pas de mal de le feuilleter. J’avais tort. (…)