Deux s\u0153urs, vies bien rang\u00e9es, l’une \u00e0 Paris, l’autre \u00e0 Ville-d’Avray. C’est proche, mais elles se voient peu, certains dimanches, lents, qui coulent, perdus dans le temps. La cadette, parisienne, d\u00e9cide justement d’y aller un dimanche de fin d’\u00e9t\u00e9. Les s\u0153urs s’installent dans le jardin. La torpeur incite aux confidences et l’a\u00een\u00e9e avoue avoir eu une relation des ann\u00e9es en arri\u00e8re avec un homme, Hongrois peut-\u00eatre, \u00e0 la t\u00eate d’une entreprise d’import-export, peut-\u00eatre. Elle n’a jamais su qui il \u00e9tait vraiment, il ne s’est pas pass\u00e9 grand-chose, il a disparu de sa vie. Puis le dimanche tire \u00e0 sa fin, la cadette rentre \u00e0 Paris. Une tr\u00e8s belle prose, une histoire toute simple et une tr\u00e8s superbe description d’un dimanche comme seuls les dimanches savent \u00eatre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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