Serving Mr Impoten
Only Tonight
Edgard sat alone that night on the balcony of the room. I don't know what he was thinking but he looked pensive and uninspired. A bottle of Drinks was on the table with the glass filled to the brim but he didn't touch it at all. Edgard was just lying in a recliner looking at the bright night sky.
I don't know, he's never been like that before. Suddenly he was like a fool and felt ridiculous and he considered all of that because of his illness. Had he not been in an accident back then maybe he would not have contracted a truly embarrassing illness. Pons...