Chúng ta đang tạo một kênh trao đổi khác.
We are creating another way of communication.
Nous sommes en train de créer une autre façon de communication.
(A one-hundred-word short story by Jeffrey Archer).
Albert stared at the prisoner standing in the dock, well aware he hadn’t committed the murder.
Albert had struck the fatal blow moments after Yvonne admitted she was seeing another man. He slipped out of her flat and into a telephone box on the other side of the road. When his rival appeared, he dialled 999.
Twenty minutes later two detectives dragged the innocent man out of her apartment, threw him into the back of a police car and, sirens blazing, sped off.
“Do you find the defendant guilty or not guilty of murder?”
The foreman rose. “Guilty,” said Albert.
Listening to George Orwell Animal Farm live on Radio Four now. Fantastic and quite comparable to what happened recently.
Share with you all. Don't know if you can hear it in Vietnam?
On the train to work, still night outside. Don't know why thinking about the days few weeks ago at the end of the year staying in France. Around Parcde Sceaux and the beautiful mansions where I wandered with my son after a stroll in the Parc the nice old roads. We were finding for some chocolate for the party at night in a family, the daughter was a class mate of our son. Oh sweet memories.