The Hayes family had been dead for twenty years before Caleb actually died.
He discovered this truth on a Tuesday, in the dusty back room of the plantation house that had been crumbling since the war ended before he was born. The house sat on three hundred acres of Mississippi delta land that produced nothing now except dust, insects, and the ghosts of people who had believed in permanence. Caleb Hayes was the last of his line. The youngest son of a youngest son,...
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