Roots in Rotting Wood

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2026-06-01 08:20:00 -

The house breathed. I knew this because I had lived in it my entire thirty-five years, and on certain nights, when the Mississippi wind moved through the cypress trees like a slow exhalation, I could feel the floorboards rise and fall beneath my feet as if the manor itself were sleeping. Black Oak Manor had been built in 1842 by my great-great-grandfather, Beauregard DuBois the Elder, who...

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