"Mom, where's the happiness?" Listen ... do you hear? What? Do you hear a noise? But a very, very loud noise? No. So it is that happiness is here. I don't understand anything my mother is saying. I accept her kiss on my cheek. I notice that she gets up on her tiptoes. I am taller than her. Normal. I am a man. I'm fifteen. The doctor says in my head I'm six years old. In that case, how come I'm in first year secondary, eh? " " Why are you called" pacom "? asks Chloe. (...) It is Romain who replies in my place. -Because they say of him that he is "not like" the others. It's as silly as that."