You won't believe this: I have forgotten which year you died. I could, of course, find out the precise date, if I leafed through papers and old agendas, or just by comparing the dates of past events, but why would I? I am not even sure to have kept your death certificate, the unique official proof of your existence. I don't have any desire - indeed, I dread revelations about your past, your family, the circumstances of your birth.
In the course of his dialogue with his long-gone mother, the narrator ties back together the loose threads of his life and reveals long repressed secrets. He tries to understand this inaccessible woman whose past and real name remain unknown, and whose love for him felt so deficient. The presence of this mother was synonymous with disorder, crisis, bad memories and sudden disappearance. It is with his father and grand-parents, and through the love of books and studies, that he found peace. Yet he grew up feeling different. Later on, although he could never open his heart to her since she never answered his questions, he accepted this unpredictable yet charming woman.
In this touching and sincere tale, the narrator does not merely bring back to life the woman who gave birth to him: to tell her story is what will, at last, allow him to go forward.
Jean-Claude Perrier was born in Paris in 1957. A literary journalist (Livres-Hebdo, Le Figaro, Le Magazine Litt raire), he also writes on music (T l -Obs), and on the art of living (L'Amateur de Cigare). He is the author of twenty books and the editor of the Domaine indien series at Cherche-Midi.