The Steward of Black Oak

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The heat in Mississippi does not simply exist. It presses. It sits on your chest like a man who has decided you belong to him and will not take no for an answer. It was August 1954, and the heat had been building for three days, turning the red dirt roads into powder and the magnolia blossoms into something between beautiful and rotten, their perfume so thick you could taste it. Clara Beaumont...

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