He had wanted this child and yet, a few days before giving birth, he had fled. Unable to do more, unable to become a father. All he knew of his daughter was her first name and the day and time of her birth, which he received by text message. But he learned that it would be out of the question for him to make plans for the future. “Fulgurant”, the doctor told him of his illness. He only has a few months to live, a few months to become a father. So he’s going to get the baby and take it away. In a shack lost in the middle of the woods, he will hide with her and invent himself as a father.
In this deeply moving novel, Arnaud Friedmann recounts the madness of a man trying to make amends for his mistakes and pass on the essential before it’s too late. Far from the world, in a cabin that looks as much like a lost paradise as a dilapidated hovel, a man and his daughter walk on the edge of the abyss.
