The Heat Beneath Oakhaven Manor
Chapter I: The Inheritance The heat in Mississippi did not merely sit upon you—it pressed, like a hand between the shoulder blades, pushing you down into the earth you had inherited and would one day be buried in. Silas Beauregard stood on the porch of Oakhaven Manor, watching the afternoon thunderstorms gather over the cotton fields. The house behind him was large and decaying, its white...
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