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Ce rĂŞve survient vers la fin du chapitre 9. Câ€™est la pĂ©riode de NoĂ«l et Bridget a pu quitter lâ€™institution de santĂ© mentale oĂą on la gardait. Elle essaie maintenant de sâ€™ajuster Ă la vie Ă la maison, mais sa famille ne la traite pas de la mĂŞme faĂ§on quâ€™avant.
Strange Heaven, Goose Lane Editions : Fredericton, 1998, p. 104-105.
Strange HeavenCanada 1998
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Between four and six in the morning, Bridget would dream she was still on the ward, packing to go home. She was feeling around in the ceiling for her stuff, but none of it was there. Instead she kept pulling out handfuls of all these nonsensical items, all this crap. Car alarms, even though she wasnâ€™t really sure what a car alarm would look like. Plain donuts. The filter out of her motherâ€™s clothes dryer. The head off a Barbie. And one morning at about eleven oâ€™clock, Bridget came downstairs to pour herself a cup of tea and her mother told her that she had already come down four hours earlier. Bridget didnâ€™t believe her. John said that Bridget had looked her straight in the eye and demanded, Â« Where the hell is it ? Â»
Â« Itâ€™s up in bed, dear, Â» Joan had replied without batting an eye. Maternal telepathy.
Â« Up in bed ? Are you sure ? Â»
Â« Yes, itâ€™s up in bed, dear, go on up. Â»
Â« All right then ! Â» Bridget supposedly had said, stomping back up the stairs.