In her little red polka dot dress, Louise sells pears in the markets of Drôme Provençale. Recently widowed and mother of two children, she is struggling to maintain her arborist husband’s farm. One evening, on her way home, Louise hits a man with her car. Worried about his condition, she offers to take him to the hospital or at least call a doctor, but the stranger, who says his name is Pierre, does not seem affected by the accident. He expresses himself in a strange way, a little stiff, both pragmatic and offbeat, without affect but with a certain poetry. Louise tries to heal him but he refuses to be touched
