Chéri liked stories, more than most things and more than they usually confessed. So they listened with great attention at Christine description… only to be kind of disappointed by the conclusion. “Books?” They asked, incredulous. They nodded, but it sounded just absurd.

Then another thought occurred to them. They placed solidly their chin on the boxes and asked, in doubt “Does one… need to wait for them to die? There is no other option?” he glanced at her in doubt, biting his lower lip, looking exquisitely young.