The Bayou Engine

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The Bayou Engine

The swamp had a smell that Madeleine Beaumont could never quite get used to - a mixture of rotting cypress leaves, wet earth, and something deeper, something ancient that rose from the black water like the breath of a sleeping beast. She had been born in this swamp, in a house built on stilts at the edge of a bayou that had no name on any map, and she had spent thirty-two years learning to live...

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