Heat of Bayou
The post office in Natchitoches was a small brick building that smelled of damp paper and old wood, and it was in this post office that Dr. Edmund Calloway met the man who would change everything. Ed stood at the counter with a form in his hand—a query about mail forwarding for a rural route in the bayou. He was forty-seven, tall and thin, wearing a suit that had been fashionable fifteen years...
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