Shadows Beyond the River
The river didn't care about justice. It didn't care about history or memory or the bones of people who had died believing in something. The Mississippi just kept moving, slow and brown and indifferent, carrying sediment from places no one in the delta would ever visit to a Gulf no one in the delta would ever see. Silas Mercer stood on the bank and watched it move. He had been watching rivers...
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