Chapter 1: A coffee at Uncle.
I hung up the phone after spending a long time talking with my friend Lolo, about a new meditation technique that is currently testing at this time when my phone rings again. The valet is
taking off from home and wants to know if it tells me to go drink coffee at Uncle Frank, this afternoon.
_Ok for me, I'll be ready in 5 minutes.
_Parfait arrive.
45 minutes later, it is outside my door. I take him out when he broke his record for the 2km walk that separates his home from mine.
It then raises an eyebrow and said laconically.
_ Normal'm past the motorway!
We then take the road to the home of our dear Uncle.
2:15 later, aboard the "Niu-Bitteul" (The servant is necessarily leading), we finally arrive at their destination.
_You're ahead, Dad is in his workshop with Schany and Bruno, the son Benji tells us the master of the place.
_J'ai took a shortcut, "said the valet with a satisfied air, and then asks.
_Y'a coffee?
In the back yard that is the preserve of our host. His studio, his dungeon, his between as its qualifiers to describe the mythical place or our Uncle Frank invents all sorts of appliances and other machines of all kinds. The latest being a revolutionary sewing machine made entirely of stainless steel with a hybrid engine coupled to NOS canisters (like the cars in fast and furious).
While my friend's Jack sips his coffee, I'll see what happens in the garden. For this I must of course avoid the numerous traps installed in the field by Nathalie and for any curious.
Indeed, apart from anti-personnel mines, false filled with sharp stakes, traps wolves and bears, our dear Nath, has decorated his garden many flowers as beautiful as lethal as well as a few copies of carnivorous plants in a dangerous extreme. I even heard that a series of burglaries had occurred a few months ago, in the area and it was suddenly interrupted the next day or Nath had planted a new solid.
Through the security door of the shop, I see quite a commotion. I drummed for my attention then.
The noise stops and then the door opens. It Schany the black angel greets me warmly.
_ in, my friend, come see!
Stay tuned.
