The Wistful Incense

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Chapter One "You will sign, or I will call the magistrate," said Clara. Eugene Fontenot looked up from the table. The velvet coat, borrowed from a dead cousin, weighed like wet sand on his shoulders. He was thirty-two, a tide-miller keeper by trade, though tonight he sat in the front room of his father’s estate, a place kept for funerals. The air was heavy with rotting fruit and old paper....

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