The Rose Keeper
The oaks on Venable land did not die. They surrendered. Slowly, over decades, their leaves turned brown and clung to the branches like the memories of a man who refuses to let go of a life that has already passed him by. Silas Venable watched them from the porch of the house that had once been the largest in the county, and he saw in their slow decay the reflection of his own life: a long,...
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