Chapter III
The sun was indeed there. When Albine had opened the shutters behind the big curtains, that good yellow glow once more warmed up a bit of the white calico. But what made Serge sit up in bed was the sight of the shadow of...
The sun was indeed there. When Albine had opened the shutters behind the big curtains, that good yellow glow once more warmed up a bit of the white calico. But what made Serge sit up in bed was the sight of the shadow of...
