PM Gower

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Michilimackinac 1763

Maurice’s fingers roughly squeezed and twisted my mouth expecting that it would improve my pronunciation. “No…repeat, it is important… say, mon s’appelle Jacques …je suis un habitant”. I slapped Maurice’s hand away. “I am not a child!” Maurice stood still gazing at me with a slight mocking expression the dirty…

New York 1789

Severe faces bathed in the blacks and oranges of torch light slowly yet purposefully closed the circle around John Ashbury.  He glanced about quickly measuring the threat.  Though robust he wasn’t unbeatable; he had a measure of relief believing his children should be safe by now, having told Susannah, the eldest…

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