Violette feels terribly wrong. Disfigured by a huge dental abscess that makes him endure martyrdom and fear sepsis, she feels a sense of sadness and loneliness. She needs reassurance of Anthony, the man she loves to madness and that seems ignored for some time She sends him a desperate e-mail, but the answer is brief and deadly, "Let's leave it there. " The story is banal and is summed up in one line: a woman passionately in love is left abruptly by the man she loves. She tries to forget. But the trouble is that she lives in an apartment above the bar where they had their habits, and Antoine. "It is here, on this little piece of land that the town is called, this neighborhood where everyone knows where everything speaks to me of Anthony, he'll have to fight. Against absence, against the lack, against me who want more of it and do passionately love () How am I going to forget thinking only of him, urging him to explain myself dreading to see it? For the escape risked crossing constantly down my home, at the bar of the Impasse? " From the first lines, I'm captivated. Along with Violet, I saw this rupture triggers a tragedy. France Cavalié has a feather, this is indisputable. It describes the violence of passion, that feeling which, as its name suggests, causes pain. The life of Violette, after the break, is like a disease crises followed periods of remissions and relapses. In a battle fierce struggle moments of violence and, each time, the uppercut that will send the mat. One wonders how it is possible that Anthony, who is an artist, a musician, who must therefore be sensitive, delicate, may, however, be as brutal, violent, harsh, cold. This disturbs me especially as this story makes me think of the trouble experienced by a friend, thrown without mercy, like Violet, by a man who had the same first name. Heroin comes to us in the first person singular. His story is cut by excerpts from tales. She works in the world of children's literature and meet authors who speak it to their works. A homeless earns his living selling to passers tunes to hum according to their moods. Musical excerpts will thus include and even a "soundtrack" of which the author gives us the end of the book references. Violette revisits his memories and his story becomes a anaphora how to Perec "I remember." France Cavalié made me strong impression with "Baïnes". I wanted to find his first work and I have not been disappointed. I loved "Let's leave it there," and I certainly plunge in future novels.