The Heat of the Delta
The heat in Oakhaven did not arrive like heat should. It did not come gradually, warming the skin until you forgot you were warm. It came all at once, like a door being shut in your face, and you understood immediately that you were trapped inside something that had no exit. Silas Beauregard sat on the porch of the house that had belonged to his grandfather and then to his father and now,...
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