The Delta Compass
The Mississippi Delta in June was a place where the earth itself seemed to sweat, thick and heavy with the smell of cotton and mud and something older, something that had been buried but never truly gone. Dr. Elias Thorne walked along the levee road with his head down against the sun, the Delta Compass hanging from a leather cord around his neck like a pendant. The compass was old, older than...
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