Marsh Creek looked peaceful from the highway. Magnolia trees lined...

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Marsh Creek looked peaceful from the highway. Magnolia trees lined Main Street, their white blossoms falling like snow onto the cracked pavement. The church on the hill had a steeple that caught the l

Hazel Mae Calloway knew better. She'd been born three miles outside town, in a cabin beyond the marsh, and she knew what the magnolias hid. She knew that the Hargrove plantation, with its white columns and iron gates, was the heart of something that pulsed dark and steady beneath the surface of the town. At seventeen, Hazel Mae had learned the geography of secrets as naturally as she'd learned...

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