I am moved ...

"A collection of tiny treasures" begins as a crossbred intrigue romance. A beautiful and brilliant lawyer, Frederic Solis, does not see that his personal assistant, Petronilla, swoons with love for him ... and cornered by debt, sees a good omen when he learns that he inherits a complete stranger ... then begins a hunt for treasures orchestrated -pense does il- by the deceased, an investigation that turns into self-discovery and his life as backdrop to Monet.

Caroline Vermalle managed the feat to keep me in suspense and not close the book once finished ... A first for me.

It shows us that friendship unencumbered by any limits or negative appreciations and can be indéflectible, universal well beyond the races, social strata or life choices. That attachment whether friendly or love can move mountains and banish the ugliness skimpy judgments. His words are simple yet profound and ring true.

I knew that an author could by the power of words make the just and good life ... Mrs Vermalle goes further ..
It capsizes us, touches the painful and at the same time demonstrates that anything is possible because ultimately we are masters of our destiny to make it pink.