Silk

I was surprised to find

our life was still there,

just as I had left it...

but it was about to change.

Keep them closed.

They are closed.

We're almost there.

Careful.

I'm going to fall.

Don't open them.

No, I'm not. I'm not.

Now.

Oh, my.

Well, what is it?

It's your garden.

It's my garden?

Well, not quite.

Not... Yet.

For now, it's a plot of land,

our land.

And the house is also ours,

if you want it.

This is where

we'll grow old, Helene.

But, I don't understand.

The eggs have hatched.

They're perfect.

This year's production

will be huge,

and Baldabiou has

already paid us our share.

We are rich, Helene.

I mean, we're very, very rich.

All this for such tiny eggs.

And the eggs became worms.

And the worms grew stronger.

And we all grew richer.

Nice try.

Isn't it difficult enough

with two hands?

The day the one-handed player wins,

is the day I leave town

and never come back.

Like Ludovic's father.

I never understood

what happened to him.

Did he just disappear?

Well, first,

he stopped talking.

Then one day, he woke up,

packed a suitcase, and left.

Beatrice was about to have Ludovic.

That was quite a blow.

But why did he stop talking

in the first place?

That's one of the many things

he never talked about.

Hm.

No, no, Papa.

Mmm!

Do you think about it?

Sometimes.

What do you see?

Strange trees...

chickens pecking in the dirt,

laughing children.

What about this man?

You hardly mention him.

He was closed...

secretive.

It's hard to remember

all of it. It...

it's fading away.

Papa!

Papa!

I've ask Madame Berbek

to help with the chores.

The house is too much for me.

That's a good idea.

Ludovic is growing.

They must need the money.

I knew you'd understand.

May I see?

No, it's not finished.

I want to look at it.

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