Françoise Sagan. Whether you love Brahms? (№ 304867)

Only when Simon called that night at her door and she saw his dark tie, his intense eyes, this exultation, breaks in every gesture, it is a confusion similar to that which covers the person spoiled beyond measure with life and suddenly received another inheritance, she wanted to share his happiness. The happiness that she gives him: "Here am I, my body, my warmth, my tenderness, I don't need them, but entrusting them with your hands, I may again be able to find in them a delight".