The Plantation of Flatlands
The Plantation of Flatlands ACT I: THE INHERITANCE The letter came on a Tuesday, the kind of Tuesday that feels like a Thursday pretending to be a Tuesday—humid, heavy, with a sky the colour of old linen. Marguerite Deveraux read it three times before she understood what it meant. Her father was dead. The lawyer in Natchez was calling it"an unfortunate passing,"but the word"dead"is the word...
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