Total failure.
It is with these two words that Sarra sums up her last telephone conversation with her mother.
At 36, she had prepared for this call "as for a job interview or as a candidate for a presidential debate", she assures, tongue-in-cheek.
The goal to achieve?
Announce to her mother that this year she will not be attending Christmas Eve.
Sarra loves her family, her parents, her big sister, her little brother, her uncles and aunts and even her cousin with a sense of humor at odds with hers.
Only… not all at the same time.
“I love my family but not family celebrations,” she concludes.
While the young woman stands ready like a tenor of the bar before her argument, at the first start of a sentence, her mother and her sixth sense cut her momentum.
"Oh I don't
didn't say?
I was thinking of preparing the thirteen desserts (
Provençal tradition, editor's note
) for your grandmother, as it may be her last Christmas... it's so important for her that we are all together...
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