Title: The Bitter Harvest
The humidity of the Georgia lowlands was a physical presence, a thick, cloying heat that smelled of pine resin and old blood. Caleb lived in the shadow of the Blackwood estate, a sprawling ruin of a plantation where the columns leaned like tired giants and the vines strangled the porches. Caleb was a man of books and silence, a scholarship student who had returned to his ancestral village to...
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