"Go to America," Papa told Victor Vifquain. "Plenty of adventure there. Be a mountain man in the West. Trade beaver pelts with the natives. Take an Indian wife."
Victor grimaced. His father shrugged. "Or become an entrepreneur, establish a Belgian colony. Bring over businessmen first, then their families."
So Victor came to the United States to establish a colony somewhere between the Missouri River and the Rocky Mountains. He had no idea how huge America was. As he traveled west, time seemed to collapse.
Two years passed, and he'd just reached the rolling plains of central Missouri when he heard the news of his father's death.
His father, Jean-baptiste Vifquain, how could he die, he who had led flashing French troopers into battle for Napoleon?
Coming soon in
THIEVES, RASCALS & SORE LOSERS
by Marilyn June Coffey
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