Blood and the Silver Garden
I. The land in the Delta was dead, and Bell Thorne knew it the way he knew the lines on his father's face—through years of watching, through generations of inherited knowledge, through the slow accumulation of evidence that something fundamental had been broken and would never be fixed. The cotton field behind the Thorne plantation stretched out before him, yellow and brittle as an old man's...
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