The Flood Part 2

On the following morning, when we went into the kitchen-dining room to have breakfast, I was tempted to ask Francine about Freud.

In our room, there were book shelves and they were crammed. The night before, I had checked the books carefully and noticed quality novels, travel guides, books about psychology and the mind – and a large collection of the case histories of Freud.

I didn’t get around to asking her about Freud though, because uppermost in my mind was to find out more about her father and what happened to him after surviving the flood.

But as it turned out, Freud was a part of that story……….   

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