The Serpent of Bayou Marie
ACT I The heat in the delta did not come so much as it settled, like a hand pressed against the back of your neck, warm and insistent, telling you to stay where you were and not move too fast and not think too loudly. Sera Beaumont sat on the porch of Beaumont Manor and watched the bayou breathe. It was a wide, dark thing, moving slowly through the flat land like something alive. The cypress...
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