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Excerpt from Le Roman de Jeanne: Poème Lu par l'Auteur à l'Institut, dans la Séance Publique des Cinq Académies, le 25 Octobre 1886
Et, séparé du ciel qu'un mur épais lui voile, De tout le firmament ne connaît qu'une étoile.
Elle s'appelait Jeanne; elle avait dix - huit ans. Son père n'était plus, et, depuis quelque temps, Elle logeait avec sa mère, aveugle presque, Dans une vieille rue encore pittoresque.
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Summary
Who knows where the time goes?
There never seems to be enough time in Kinvara, or anywhere else in Ireland for that matter. When J.J.'s mother says that what she really wants for her birthday is more time in her day, J.J. decides to find her some. But how can he find time for her, when he barely has enough time to keep up with school and his music? And where will he get time to find out if the shocking rumor is true-that his great-grandfather was a murderer?
It seems as though J.J.'s given himself an impossible task. But then a neighbor reveals a secret to him-there is a place where time stands still. J.J. realizes he's the only person who can make the journey, but to do so he'll have to vanish from his own life.
And when J.J. disappears from the village, enter the new policeman. . . .
