The River Below Thornfield
The river ran backward on the third day of August, and Clara Beaumont saw it from the porch. She had come back to Thornfield because the funeral required it—because Uncle Silas had called her in Atlanta with a voice that had lost its usual certainty and said, "Your grandfather is dead, and the house needs you." She had packed a suitcase, kissed her husband goodbye (he did not ask where she was...
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