Chapter 10 The second part of the murderous "Fantomas (Fantomas)"

I increase my knowledge by reading books!In the evening, I read "Fan Thomas" mesmerized.How I look forward to meeting a man in a top hat and black cloak with purple lining!I imagine him jumping softly through the window I opened for him and snatching me away!I will definitely be willing, in order to facilitate his hijacking, I will go to bed fully dressed! I don't know if my mother reads "Fan Thomas" and waits to be snatched by him like I do.She must have been terrified because, one night, probably out of depression, she downed a full glass of white wine...and gulped down a large glass of kerosene.The porter immediately came to attend to her and gave her a glass of milk.

Since it was during the war and there was a shortage of things, what the concierge brought was milk for cats!There were cat hairs floating on it, which made my mother feel so disgusted that she would rather die.Moreover, in a panic, the janitor mistook oil for vinegar and poured it on her mother's head.Poor mother, her eyes were darkened, and all she could hear was the porter's voice: "Poor Mary! Terrible! You sweat so much!" Think about it, how the lively female neighbors laughed at us. Misfortunes never come singly, I have sleepwalking!It scared my mom a lot.Seeing a shadow wandering around the house like a wooden man, she might have thought she was dreaming of Thomas Fond!

Needless to say, when my mother fully came to her senses, she spat out to me that string of words which even the Larousse Dictionary did not consider necessary!