The Magnolia Trap
Act I Lilian DuBois woke before dawn, as she always did in Natchez, the way women in her family had woken before dawn since 1842 when her great-grandfather built the house that now sighed beneath her bare feet. The floorboards groaned in the hallway — the third board from the bedroom door always did, a sound like a tired spine shifting in sleep. She walked through the dark rooms touching the...
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