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Father's Dead Wheres Mother? By Phyllis Goodwin

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In 2010 Silvina and Harry follow clues to the vineyards of Bordeaux where her parent first met. The city has a dark secret connecting it to the Slave Trade between Africa and Haiti. Step back in history to the 1700s to witness life on the Island. SLAVERY, VOODOO and the creation of the first Black Republic. In 2011 the couple continue their search in Haiti for the lost mother. Is she still alive? DO THEY FIND HER?

 

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