The Wistful Crossroads

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Act I Ernestina Orozco, twelve years old and the last sexton of the church, stood at the head of the table where the light from the overhead fixture flickered against the humidity, her hands wrapped around a ceramic bowl of broth that glowed a faint, sickly blue. The liquid was the only thing in the house that did not smell of the factory, of the rebar and rust that coated the delta air, and it...

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