Daughter: Mother! Mother! Mother!

Me: What for god sakes?!

A dramatic pause…then a deep inhalation as she prepares to say something of monumental importance..or so I think..and so I wait…Suddenly she’s up close with a solemn expression..placing both hands on my shoulders…whispering.. 

Daughter: Je ne regrette rien.

..She does a slow slow slow walk towards her room…hand on the door handle she turns to me..

Daughter: Rien, mother. Rien