A concentrate of emotions in a talent showcase

A concentrate of emotions in a talent showcase

Just before happiness - Prices 2013 Press House (Paperback)

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2013 Prize of the Press House!

It has been two years in this position Julie teller. A poorly considered work under the guidance of an obnoxious boss, but she has no choice. He must provide for the apple of his eye, his son Lulu, three years. Then the cashier cash. Without flinching.
One day, however, his path crosses that of Paul, a store customer sexagenarian. He shows himself touched by this young woman of twenty paces to the teenager. In his eyes, she is no longer that woman transparent, this robot arousing indifference or even contempt, but a woman full, dense, respectable and respected. And propose him out of his routine: he left the next day for Britain with his doctor son, Jerome, and offers to take her son and discover the sea with them. A taste of happiness? Suspicious, so often betrayed by men, however, Julie finally accepted.
All four boarded the car of Paul. The latter, recently left by his wife, Jerome, young widower, Julie and Lulu, are at a crossroads in their lives. Will they manage to negotiate this turn of life, to take the string of happiness and leave on the side of injury and grief? Do not expect me to tell you more. I would under no circumstances deprive you happiness felt by every reader of this novel in the pages filled with tenderness, authenticity and humor.
This novel, an ode to hope, is the story of a "coalescence", a scientific term that redefines the author as "a merger of sensitive people and wounded whose contact causes the solid reconstruction of each element Through it all they form ". But it is first and foremost a concentrate of emotions in a talent showcase.
To read, reread, to offer.

P.20 "Sometimes in life, one has the feeling to come across people of the same universe we ... Extra-human, different from others, who live on the same wavelength, or in the same illusion . "
P.115: This evening he told me "I love you." I told him "I love you" in return. Then he added: "So we both love you mom. "Yes my Lulu, we love you both ...
Karine Fléjo for the blog Chronicles Koryfée