Beneath the Magnolia
Beneath the Magnolia Act I The magnolia garden was dead. Rosie knew this the way she knew her own name — not with the certainty of someone who had seen the death, but with the certainty of someone who was living inside it. The trees had been beautiful once, in some lifetime she had not been part of. Their white flowers had opened in May like small, perfect hands reaching up from the branches....
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