Tag: France
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A NOS MORTS
The bugle sounded, the flag was lowered. Feet shuffled on gravel. The silence was broken by the diesel engine of a barge. They didn’t close the canal anymore. Some her mother had nursed back to full health, some never recovered. One her mother married. Twenty years later she was alongside her mother as men repeated…
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ISN’T IT ALWAYS
Jean-Louis watched the person in the water. He had piloted his small coal barge for thirty years, travelling back and forth along the canal between Arles and For-Sur-Mer on the coast. The canal was straight, had only one lock, and passed through farmland and a nature reserve. It was unusual to see anyone on the paths alongside…
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RETURN TO THE PAST
The heat was relentless. Even under his straw hat, Phillips could feel his scalp burning. The locals stayed indoors during the middle of the day, when the sun was at it’s peak. That was why he chose to take his daily stroll at this time. His cane slipped on the uneven cobbles as he wandered…
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POIROT’S COFFEE AT DEAUVILLE
‘When did it become fashionable for the French not to serve coffee in a china teacup and saucer?’ Madame Beaumont said, loud enough to ensure the maitre d’ would hear. ‘Mother,’ Alice chided. ‘You shall have to get used to it once I have married Jacques.’ ‘Alice, once you have married Jacques we shall no longer…
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DIANA
Lise blinked as the light glinted in the small window. The sheet beneath her was cool against her skin. She lay on her side and watched the sun play on her pale flesh. Lifting her hand she placed it on her stomach. Auguste would notice the broadening abdomen soon. Today he promised to finish. He…
Iain Kelly 