The Weight of Sweet Things

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2026-05-31 07:50:17 -

The kitchen smelled like cinnamon and decay. It was the scent of Acadiana in late summer: sweet, heavy, with an undercurrent of something that had been left out too long and was now, slowly, becoming something it hadn't been before. I stood in the doorway of my grandmother's kitchen and watched a man I hadn't seen in four years make gumbo in my grandmother's cast iron skillet. He was wearing...

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