“He'd viewed the past like Uncle Joseph's grave, an empty hole without life, waiting to be filled in by him. It never occurred to him that Paradis, the Marais Foncé, or the ridge, existed before he had the eyes to… — Vivian LeMay Copy Share Image
“Had Aimee changed her mind just to ruin Julie's moment of happiness? No she told herself. Aimee is only six. She can't be that… — Vivian LeMay Copy Share Image
“The Rivière Secrète was no longer a secret. Two riverbanks, covered in wild grapevines and Black Willows, had emerged from the muck of the… — Vivian LeMay Copy Share Image
“As they shook hands, Conrad noticed Louis' blue eyes and a powerful feeling struck him in the chest. He'd never seen those liquid blue… — Vivian LeMay Copy Share Image
“For a few days, there would be an odd silence between us, then a frenzy of lovemaking, and next month, that unspoken hope would… — Vivian LeMay Copy Share Image
“...the habitants, dressed in their brightest colors and wearing their shoes, lined the Route de Rivière, waving and shouting, “Bon jour, Monsieur Reneau. Congratulations… — Vivian LeMay Copy Share Image
“Isn't this Michigan?" She laughed, "Oh oui monsieur, but the French came to Paradis more than cent ans...a hundred years ago." "And they still… — Vivian LeMay Copy Share Image
“He'd viewed the past like Uncle Joseph's grave, an empty hole without life, waiting to be filled in by him. It never occurred to… — Vivian LeMay Copy Share Image
