The Picture on the Wall

At Manu's house, even the picture he gave her on the wall had to be approved by her: that was her space, the lair of a single woman --he panicked when realized that the butterfly of the wall was, in reality, Julie --precisely, Julie, empaled at her wall with the wooden branch. He couldn't hide that, stash her under the bed; it was impossible: the only hope was if Manu didn't pass by the corridor before he took care of Julie.