Why didn’t he just say no to him? Ludo Connod was happily approaching forty, in Paris, with his family and old dog. He’d done enough, had enough. Why on earth was he flying to America?
It was the money, that was it, secure his pension forever, that was it. Sense of patriotic duty. That was really it. He wasn’t even American, he was French, only his fathers genes were American.
“The Blight came from the Almighty, the famine from The English. Eddy Murtagh was a Ribbonman, all his folks wanted was a fair deal and enough land to grow food, but no, he took it all away, sent his bully boys and henchmen to get them out, burn them out, kill them if necessary. Eddy was a Navvie, building railways on the mainland, tough, strong and fearless, except for Lillian. He’d fix it. He did fix it. Then he had to leave.
She was a waitress in Libya, a refugee from Somalia sending money back home to keep her loved ones alive. She loved being with him. He bought her flowers.
Can hate be inherited? How many generations can it fester? Hidden in the genes and DNA.
Edward Charles McClone the 5th, knew the answer.
You speak French, Uncle Sam needs people like you! Ludovic Connod wasn’t ready to fall in love, but he did. Corsica and it’s mysteries. France and it’s secret resistance. The Vichy, the Occupied Zone where mother lived in her elegant apartment using her ‘green joy’ to remain in her past. The OSS. The CIA and it’s shady psychotic substance activities. Berlin, it’s grey cold rain and world of deceptions. Saigon, the ‘Paris of the East’, captivating and fascinating, dragging in people who changed the world. Not because they planned to but because they followed their feelings, good and bad. Silvester the dog and Dennis the Donkey! His father would have loved them. But now he’d had enough!
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Love and peace John
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