The Rot of the Magnolia
The air in the Mississippi Delta was a thick, humid soup that smelled of river mud and dying jasmine. Elias lived in the shadow of 'The Gilded Willow,' a plantation house that had once been the jewel of the county but was now a skeletal ruin of peeling white paint and sagging porches. Elias was a man of quiet, desperate kindness. He had spent the last decade caring for his Aunt Clara, a woman...
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