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A republication of the novel of Nilda Fernandez?
Double challenge that this narrative which takes place in its entirety while the narrator makes love, or rather undergoes love of one called Rippo, good guy in fact. This occupation absorbs her so little as it is her the opportunity of an internal soliloquy where go back the pointless, dramatic or deep events of her short life.
An uprooted Spanish childhood, with an extraordinary father, Lucas, a big collector of pebbles, who was never able to say " I have a cold " but " yé souis constipé ", with the mother always below the word, with her men especially, who always used her.
A very successful psychological and narrative bet that this book of Nilda Fernández where many (feminine and male!) will recognize themselves in this irritated resignation which finds here at the same time its expression and its end.??
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