The Child on the Porch
The hurricane had taken the roof off the tobacco shed and half the cypress trees along the creek, but Corinne Beauregard did not notice these things when she opened the front door. She noticed only the sound, cutting through the aftermath like a blade: a baby crying on her porch steps. She was forty years old and had not spoken to another human being in three days. The storm had knocked out the...
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