Renee is the concierge of a grand Parisian apartment building on the Left Bank. To the residents she is honest, reliable and uncultivated - an ideal concierge. But Renee has a secret. Beneath this conventional façade she is passionate about culture and the arts, and more knowledgeable in many ways than her self-important employers. Down in her lodge, Renee is resigned to living a lie; meanwhile, several floors up, twelve-year-old Paloma Josse is determined to avoid a predictably bourgeois future, and plans to commit suicide on her 13th birthday. But the death of one of their privileged neighbours will bring dramatic change to number 7, Rue de Grenelle, altering the course of both their lives forever.
Dans un immeuble cossu de la rue de Grenelle, on découvre Renée, concierge érudite qui dissimule son intelligence, et Paloma, fillette surdouée qui voudrait fuir le monde des adultes. C’est drôle, fin, parfois un peu mélancolique. Un roman qui parle d’apparences, de solitude, d’intelligence cachée… et qui donne invite à regarder les gens un peu différemment.
