Mourning at the bend of a snowmobile trail | Isabelle Légaré | Chronicles | Le Nouvelliste

CHRONICLE / Monia Lacasse considers herself lucky, despite the tragedy. The last memory she has of her husband is his cheerful voice on the line, just before hanging up. “Do you have something to tell me?” he asked the woman who answered him with “I love you” without ever imagining that the fatality of death was watching him on a snowmobile trail.




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