He watches Leone out of the corner of his eye as she receives the love note. She reads it then writes something on it and sends it back. Julien, with beating heart, unfolds and reads the message...
On y parquait des enfants de douze à quatorze ans pour lesquels le système éducatif avait jeté l’éponge, mais devait bien les garder, instruction obligatoire oblige. C’était un concentré de naufrages…
What I would need, thought Julien, is not to put myself behind the wheel of a new car, it would be to change the driver! Not getting a wish but owning the wonderful lamp.