At mealtime, Fifi the dog skips under the table to read the newspaper between Dad, Mom, Thomas and Zo. This evening, the atmosphere is electric and reading becomes compromised.

A metaphorical surrealist tale is an allusion, a trip into the memories, and the fields of current realities. What if the Nightingales were working, instead of singing and going south? There are no Nightingales in December ... What is left, is left only the history of our beginning, and our end.