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but one must admit a real heart as seen by the anatomist bears no resemblance to the heart the poets speak about, dainty in its shape.”
“I would have gone with you. If you had returned without a single coin in your pockets, I would have gone with you all the same. That is why I married Gaétan. Because I was ready to throw everything away for you. My name and my honor and my family. No one—no one, you hear me—can have that power over me.”
He was somewhat sad to see she was perfectly coiffed, her hair gathered at her nape. He’d liked her hair loose, a bit unkempt, as if the wind had been toying with it all day.
“I think I’ll spend the rest of my evening in the bathtub,” Hector replied. “That’s no fun.” “I can read even if I’m in the bathtub.” “I know you’d read, that’s exactly the problem.”
She did not have the ease of the consummate flirt, but there was something rather endearing about her, and he laughed and kissed her a second time, feeling terribly happy.
In the end, it was the bed after all because he liked the way her hair fanned against the pillows, and he wanted to look at her like that.
He knew that in the years to come, even when they were old and gray and their spines were bent by the weight of time, he would remember her as she was in that moment, with a couple of stray yellow flowers in her hair, her lips parted. He stood still, holding the moment against his heart. Then she turned her head and smiled at him.
