La mer est un mur
Marin Postel
Quiésay. An island in the English Channel about a dozen miles off the coast of the continent. Whether you’re a local or a summer person, the rhythm of the waves is the same. That’s about the only thing they have in common though. Because there are those who live in the barracks, children of the sea and the wind who sometimes go to sea, never to return. And there are the summer people in the white houses, those who live on the plain or the jug handle, who rub their pea jackets on stones for that authentic local look. Two irreconcilable worlds.
Yet, Antoine, a doctor’s son raised in Paris and Quiésay, has decided to change sides. And he will pay the price. His younger brother tells us the tale.
Through the eyes of a younger brother, thirty years in the life of a family, and particularly of its eldest son. A fierce young man’s unbridled desire for adventure and determination to strike off on his own, leaving the comfort of his family’s life behind. His very being is torn between two worlds: the island where he has spent all his summers, and the continent where he was born and raised.