Chapter 43

“I fought with my father. "I jump on one of the stools in front of the wooden counter, losing my balance for a brief second. "And now I'm hungry.

The woman gives me a kind smile, completely discarding the first part of what I said. "I have something ideal for you. "She takes a porcelain plate and a tray inside the refrigerator. "Doesn Marienne always ate one of these when she was in a bad mood.

“Who? "I ask, amazed at the slice of the fruit pie that is placed on my plate.

“Your mother.

My hands tremble when she passes me a fork. “Ah...

The sound of lightning shakes the door during my second bite. The fork produces the sound of a hammer in my ears when it falls on the plate, while the lightning light flashes inside the room. I try to control the sudden panic that hits me.

“Are you still afraid of the rain? "The woman asks, fixing the apron.

"It's not fear of the rain... “I unpack the pie with