The Mirror Swamp
The water in the Atchafalaya Basin did not behave like normal water. This was not something Linet Durand had read in a book. It was something she had seen, with her own eyes, on three separate occasions over the course of six months. The first time, she was ten years old, sitting on the edge of a cypress knee in the early morning fog. The water was perfectly still—a sheet of black glass...
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