The Plantation of Ash
The land in the Delta did not forgive. It gave and it took, and the giving was always more generous than the taking seemed to deserve, which was the cruelest trick of all. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of his family's plantation and watched the cotton rows stretch toward a horizon that was more swamp than sky. The plants were thin and yellow, their bolls small and hard, like seeds that had...
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