The Black Stele of DeBrown

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The cotton died in July, not slowly but all at once, as though something had simply decided that the de Brown plantation's cotton was no longer permitted to live. Cecilia watched it from the veranda, her coughing hand pressed to her mouth, feeling the familiar warmth of blood on her palm, and thought that death had always been the specialty of this place. The Mississippi heat pressed down like...

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