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My Love Of thee year 2000 A Novel of love and Philosophy by Georges Réveillac 8-The First Signs of the War 8-The First Signs of the War Jeanne was ravished to be pregnant. Her gracious silhouette of a dancer developed an excessive roundness which stretched the skin of the tummy which ended up resembling an enormous balloon. She became like a pumpkin with a small head attached and her sweet legs of a dancer seemed then too fragile to carry such a weight. You know how caring she is to render herself beautiful at any time: oh well, until the birth of our baby, she accepted without the slightest regret the temporary sacrifice of her beauty. After some months of pregnancy, her tummy started getting round just right but, as usual, it was necessary to go ahead with the events. « - I am pregnant up to my eyes, she said. Do you realise that I chose you to be the father of my child? - Surely! That I realise. The reciprocity is true, don’t forget it: I have chosen you as the mother of my children. - Are you quite sure that you have chosen? You are so much in a hurry to sow your half-seed that you would have placed it in any open flower. You are lucky that « Myself », I chose you. Try to remain at the same level… Oh! He has kicked me with his feet, the little rascal. There you are my dear, feel it, my dear, put your hand there… Not here, no, there! Do you feel how he moves? - Oh yes! I have felt it. But let us ...