The Traces Left Behind
The farmhouse in western Oklahoma stood empty in the summer of 1933, its wooden siding bleached pale by sun and dust, its windows cracked or missing, its porch sagging on one side from the weight of years that had been harder than wood could comfortably bear, and the things inside the house told a story that no person had left behind to tell it directly, because the people who had lived here...
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