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Evangéline

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In my forthcoming novel, Nazaire Poulin, the protagonist thinks of his deceased spouse, Victoria Vachon and doesn’t remember the lines to this song that she… Read More »Evangéline

Tait Negg

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Nazaire sat at the bar of the Golden Flats Hotel in Granville. He ordered a whiskey, drank up, and then asked for Tait by name.… Read More »Tait Negg

Discord

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“What’s going on? Are you attached to this woman?” “No.” Nazaire sat on his cot, putting on his socks and pants. “How’s it going to… Read More »Discord

The Snowburst

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They maneuvered around the body with their feet fighting the snow for balance. Nazaire grabbed the inside of the elbow and pulled down, revealing a… Read More »The Snowburst