The Whale of Bayou Teche
The thing came up the bayou on a Tuesday in October, when the cypress knees were turning brown and the water was the color of weak tea.Eloise Blanchard saw it from the porch of her house—a narrow clapboard structure perched on pilings at the edge of the Techi River, three miles from the nearest road that had asphalt on it. She was shelling peas, the way she had shelled peas every autumn for as...
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