The White Serpent of Thornfield County
The heat in Thornfield County does not merely sit upon you—it presses, heavy and wet, like a hand that refuses to let go. It was the kind of heat that made the dirt crack and the cotton leaves curl brown at the edges, the kind of heat that made men forget their names and women forget their prayers. It was August 1954, and the heat had been building for three weeks, and nobody in Thornfield...
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