Last Night In Twisted River

Andy Grant had warned the writer that he would need to have his own snowmobile as well as the airboat. There weren’t many days in the winter months when boating conditions were unfavorable, except when the temperature climbed above freezing; then the snow sometimes stuck to the bottom of the hull, making it difficult for the airboat to slide across the snow-covered ice. That was when you had to have a snowmobile. But in early January, when Da

The airboat could cruise over ice and snow and open water-even over floating chunks of broken ice-with ease. It could go 100 MPH, though Da

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Since Charlotte ’s family used the bedroom in the main cabin only sparingly, as a guest room, Da

Charlotte ’s husband, the Frenchman, was evidently the cook in their family, because he left notes for Da

The more recently restored sleeping cabins-where Charlotte and her husband, and their children, slept every summer-were understood to be off-limits to Da

Ketchum had advised the writer to live in the country. To the veteran river driver, Da

Well, that the writer spent a mere ten weeks on Turner Island in Georgian Bay didn’t exactly constitute living in the country; though he traveled a lot nowadays, Da

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Larry’s Tavern was out on 69, too-Da

It could be forlorn at that time of year, and there wasn’t a lot to talk about, except for the repeated observation that the main cha

Naturally, the liquor store-out on 69, across from the bait shop-was always busy, as was the Pointe au Baril nursing station, where an ambulance driver had recently stopped Da

“Did he drown?” Da

“Haven’t found him yet,” the ambulance driver replied.

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Those ten weeks that Da

IN THE AFTER-HOURS RESTAURANT, the eighth and final novel by “Da

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