THE ASHWOOD INHERITANCE
The grove behind the burned-out plantation house stood on a hill that overlooked the Mississippi River, and on moonless nights the white oak trees created a darkness so complete that the fire Elias had built between them appeared to float in nothing, a small orange eye open in a faceless void. The six children sat in a circle around the fire, their faces illuminated by its flickering light....
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