THERE ARE TIMES WHEN THE TRUTH IS SO BIG THAT WE ARE TEMPTED TO LET IT PUSH BEYOND THE LIMITS OF MERE HISTORY AND ENTER THE REALM OF FABLES 6 June 1944, 0:02: Roger Englin is aboard an aircraft headed for Normandy. He is seventeen years old and has a mission to accomplish. 31 May 2014, 15:12: Cédric Roussel is coming back home from the high school where he teaches history. He does not know it yet, but he has a mission to accomplish. 6 June 2014, 0:02: Théo Roussel turned eight years old two minutes ago. He will think about his party later on. Now, he has an appointment. And a mission to accomplish. A paratrooper receiving his baptism of fire. A father who has never gotten over his greatest heartache. A young boy fighting his fear. Three people separated by space and time, yet they have something in common: a wristwatch, lost on D-Day and rediscovered seventy years later in an auction house catalogue. It is Cédric who spots it on the internet, finding out that he more than anyone has a good reason to bid for it. Can it really be mere coincidence? The answer is a date with destiny that will challenge what he thought he knew about his own past. Wingwatch is a tale of courage, a bridge between the heroes of yesterday and those of tomorrow, a voyage through time in the company of that most classic of time machines: a watch, whose rusted hands and faded dial measure more than just the limited span of a minute, an hour or a human life

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