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Nationalité : Royaume-Uni
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Ruth Druart grew up on the Isle of Wight, moving away at the age of eighteen to study psychology at Leicester University. She has lived in Paris since 1993, where she has followed a career in teaching. She has recently taken a sabbatical, so that she can follow her dream of writing full-time.

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NicolaK   15 juillet 2021
While Paris Slept de Ruth Druart
It was all so different to Paris. On the few occasions my parents received guests, they would make seating plans for dinner. The guests would wait patiently and quietly for the host to allocate the places. And no one would ever be served a drink until everyone had arrived. Maman often complained about so-and-so being late and making them all wait an hour for their first drink. Well, the war put an end to those dinners anyway.
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NicolaK   15 juillet 2021
While Paris Slept de Ruth Druart
‘They don’t like things like that.’ His boss’s eyes softened. ‘You work as well as anyone else, better even, but the Boches like everything . . . Well, you know. You don’t want them sending you to one of their work camps.’
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NicolaK   15 juillet 2021
While Paris Slept de Ruth Druart
Jean-Luc reminds himself that in situations like this, it’s best not to provoke anything. Passivity is best; he mustn’t appear too defensive. Don’t antagonise. Stay calm. He feels a trickle of sweat slide down his ribs.
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NicolaK   15 juillet 2021
While Paris Slept de Ruth Druart
Jimmy runs on anyway, disappearing round the next corner. I put my hand on Sam’s shoulder. ‘Don’t worry, Daddy will be home soon.’ ‘But what did those men want?’ ‘We’ll talk later, Sam,’ ‘Boo!’ Jimmy jumps out at us.
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NicolaK   15 juillet 2021
While Paris Slept de Ruth Druart
Sam looks over, smiling his lopsided smile, just like Jean-Luc’s. He’s too old now, at nine, to come running up like he used to, and finishes talking with his friends before he wanders over, carefully casual.
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NicolaK   15 juillet 2021
While Paris Slept de Ruth Druart
She turns towards him, a thin crease across her forehead, her brown eyes piercing him. ‘Two investigators . . . They want me to go with them to answer some questions.’ ‘About the accident?’ He shakes his head. ‘I don’t know. I don’t know what they want. They won’t say.’ ‘They won’t say? But they have to. They can’t just ask you to go with them without telling you why.’ The colour drains from her face. ‘Don’t worry, Charlotte. I think I’d better do what they say. Clear things up. It’s only questioning.’
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NicolaK   15 juillet 2021
While Paris Slept de Ruth Druart
He senses Charlotte’s eyes on his back as he opens the front door and follows the men to their black Chrysler. He takes a deep breath, forcing the air down into his abdomen. Now he remembers hearing the storm break in the middle of the night; can feel the earth thick with water, starting to evaporate already. Soon it will be humid and hot.
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NicolaK   15 juillet 2021
While Paris Slept de Ruth Druart
I have no desire to run into anyone today. If someone saw the black car, all the mothers will know by now. I can imagine them hypothesising, getting excited. No, I need to get away and distance myself. I could go shopping to another town, where I won’t bump into anyone; somewhere large and anonymous, like one of those big supermarkets.
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NicolaK   15 juillet 2021
While Paris Slept de Ruth Druart
These dreams leave me with a yearning for my family that casts a long shadow. I have been in touch with them; I wrote once we’d settled down and found somewhere to live. My mother wrote back; a short, curt letter saying that Papa wasn’t ready to see me yet. He still had some forgiving to do.
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NicolaK   15 juillet 2021
While Paris Slept de Ruth Druart
My father’s voice rings in my head. ‘Clean nails are a sign of someone who knows how to look after themselves,’ he’d say whenever he caught me with dirty nails. ‘Like shoes,’ he often added. ‘You can tell a person by their nails and their shoes.’
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