I no longer take the risk of buying Nothomb, but the course if I find someone's home. And frankly, once again for the last five or six years, I'm disappointed. This is crap ... indigestible fetched, large strings, and not even a little wacky humor, as she sometimes tries to do. The unusual letter she receives is not credible ... Nothing is. This is not fiction, this is the spreadability. Should stop a bit to write, especially in the reading we see although it gives no harm, she scribbles, and I put my hand in the fire that she did not even reread. Through subjontifs (every time) we feel the grammarian, but the syntax is poor ... it's tiring!
