Isabelle
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C'est une histoire de vie. Une histoire de mort. Une histoire d'amour et de promesse. C'est l'histoire d'Isabelle, mère célibataire qui a un cancer et une fille à élever. C'est l'histoire de Judith, qui a une mère ayant le cancer. C'est aussi mon histoire à moi, Jonas, qui vois ma meilleure amie mourir à petit feu mais qui ne vois pas le devenir de la petite Judith dans... le pire des cas. J'ai le cœur qui se sert à cette pensée.
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