je sais je sais
je viens plus trop sur le forum ^^

Bah moi c´est surrtout le soir ...
Quand il y a plu personne ...
Hier nuit blanche et 400 messages en 5 heures de discute ^^

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Yep. Points de realZ.

En attendant....

Bonne année.

Toi aussi.
La teuf de ouf que j´ai vécu

´Mr Parker?´
´That´s right.´
´I understand you found the body?´
Parker nodded. ´Well, my son did.´
He couldn´t have been more than twenty-five himself.
´A child?´ said Wexford.
´He doesn´t realize. I Hope not. He´s only six. We were coming back, along the path here, and Nicky was playing with a ball. It went in the long grass under the hedge and he went to look for it. He said, "Dad, there´s a lady down there." I went and lokked and I - Well, I shouldn´t have, but I sorr of pulled her coat over her chest. Nicky, you see, he´s only six, there was - well blood, a mess.´
´I do see,´ said Wexford. ´You didn´t move anything else?´
Parker shook his head. ´I told Nicky the lady was ill and we´d go home and phone the doctor. I don´t think the realized. I hope not. I go him home and phoned your people. Honestly, I wouldn´t have touched her if I´d been on my own.´
´this was an exeption, Mr Parker.´ Wexford smiled at him. ´I´d have done the same in your place.´
Wexford crossed the sandy path, and Birden stepped aside for him to look down at the body. It was that of a middle-aged woman, biggish and gaunt. The face was coated with heavy make-up. The grey eyes were wide and staring.
A fringe of darkhair just showed under a tightly tied blue headscraf. The body was clothed in a blue and pink printed dress of some synthetic material. One of the high - heeled shoes had come off and hung suspended on a tangle of brambles. Accros the hips lay a large scarlet handbag. The were no rings on the hands, no watch on either wrist, but a heavy nexklace of red glass beads round the neck, and the nails, thought short, were painted the same scarlet.
He knelt down and opened the handbag, covering his fingers with dis handkerchief. Inside was a key-ring with three keys on it, a box a matches, a packet of king-size cigarettes from whitch four had been smoked, a lipstick, and old-fashioned powder compact, a wallet, in the bottom of the bag some losse change. No purse. No letters or documents. The wallet, whitch was an expensive new one of black leather, contained forty-two pounds. She hadn´t been killed for the money she had on her.
The was nothing to give him a clue to her address, her occupation or even her identity. No credit card, no bank card, no cheque book.

Si quelqu´un pouvait me le traduire ca serait super sympa :D

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D´accord

Deuxieme jour de l´année.

Sans les doigts en plus =)

Merci Drozo, mais ca fait vraiment des mauvaises traduction xD

Bon à bientôt !!

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