The Land That Drinks Blood

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The cotton was brown and dead, which was the way of things in the Delta in the spring of 1868. The land had taken everything from everyone who tried to work it, and now it sat under a gray sky like a body that had stopped breathing but refused to go cold. I stood at the fence line of the Calloway plantation and watched the wind move through the dead stalks, making a sound like whispering....

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