The House on the Edge of Forever
The Mississippi River did not flow so much as it bled, a slow, muddy hemorrhage that carved its way through the flatlands of eastern Mississippi like a wound that refused to close. Cecilia Vaughn stood on the porch of the house that her family had owned for four generations and watched the river move. The house was called Forever's Edge, though nobody in the family could remember why. The land...
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