The Chronicles of the Outcasts
(Style B2: Southern Gothic) I have sat in this general store for forty years, watching the dust settle on the jars of peppermint and the slow decay of this town. Oakhaven, they call it, though there hasn't been a healthy oak in this county since the Great Flood of '28. Most people here are just waiting for the earth to open up and take them back. But then there were those two—Julian and Clara....
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