On Page 32 of The Lover, Duras recounts a vision of the French girl's mother shortly after the death of her father -- her mother's father:
"I remember a shriek, a call. She woke up, and told us what happened, how he was dressed, in his Sunday best, grey, how he stood, how he looked at her, straight at her. She said, I wasn't afraid. She ran towards the vanished image. Both of them died on the day and at the time of the bird or the image. Hence, no doubt, our admiration for our mother's knowledge, about everything, including all that had to do with death."
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