It was like a bomb going off. Yannick looked at the pretty English girl, who was sitting across from him speaking the broken French she learned in high school. He would be speaking to many pretty English girls in the coming days, some from Canada, some from Atlanta or New York. Most who had never heard of Lac Megantic, the place Yannick had called home all his life. Minutes before the crash, the popular bar owner had left the Musi-Café to get his daughter from the babysitter. Seconds later, his livelihood was incinerated. So were his friends, his staff who were like family. One wait staff member, 18, had just started working there three weeks before. For years, his bar had been the epicentre of life in Megantic. Now it would be known as the epicentre of the worst rail disaster in Canadian history, a place the small town's young people can gone to die. Musi-Café had been like Cheers -- Yannick knew the names of all his customer, he knew what they liked to dri...
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