Le carnet du soldat
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Last published Wed, Sep 4, 2019
Antoine est dissipé en cours depuis longtemps. Il n'arrive pas à se concentrer sur ce que ses professeurs racontent. Mais la découverte du journal d'un soldat traumatisé par ce qu'il a fait pendant la Première Guerre Mondiale va l'amener dans une enquête à la recherche de la vérité :
Qu'est-il arrivé à ce soldat dont le journal s'arrête abruptement?
Une enquête qui le poussera à voir ses cours sous un nouvel angle.
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