The house on the delta
Summer in the Mississippi Delta was like a wet blanket pressed against the roof of Catletton House. Silas Catletton stood on the porch and watched the river flow like a brown snake beside the estate, and he thought about the men who had stood on this same porch before him and felt the same weight pressing down on their shoulders. The house had belonged to his family for two centuries. But every...
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