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Guthrie descended into a root cellar that smelled of mildew and old potatoes. Limestone walls closed in like a mouth….

My mother moved with the cold, decisive ruthlessness that had made her a leader among the women of our circle….

They thought she was a widow on the run from yellow fever, a Creole with city ways and a gravitas…

“Wake, sister,” I whispered at Celia’s doorway. Her eyelids fluttered. She took me in—the dirt under my nails, my shawl,…

Hilda watched, helpless and watchful. The men moved like a crew in an operating theatre, precise, unanimated. The smell that…

Henderson stepped into the rain. The wind and its angry water made his sleeves heavy. Men with rifles formed, officers…

Dinina pressed her palm into her belly. The child inside moved like someone testing weather. “What is Graves doing?” Dinina…

II. NIGHT OF DECISION It was moonless the night he gathered his family. His wife, Charlotte, trembled as she held…

Later that night, after hot water and the first tasted fish since long before Michiko could remember, Yuki slipped her…

The Roots Beneath the Silence The question that haunted Riverhaven for decades was simple—too simple, perhaps: Why did the poison…

Seeds in the Dark Riverhaven resumed life as if nothing had happened. Grief was permitted only for those who mattered….

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Maya felt curiosity itself like a nettle under her ribs. “Why would my aunt go there?” Martha hesitated as if…

“The church is soft,” she said. “It comforts sin.” Elijah frowned. “To love your children and feed them is not…

“We are the last Brennans in this hollow,” she said, eyes fixed on the kettle like it was a small,…

Bill’s hands were as steady as he could make them. He scrubbed his own palms with the tiny alcohol packet…

Captain Whitmore watched her with the wary affection of a man who had seen youth consumed by war and wanted…

“Sarah,” she said, and her lips barely moved. No one asked her more questions that evening. The county had protocols….

When he carried the evidence to Sheriff Landry, the lawman’s broad face went hard. “People don’t vanish without a trace,”…

Dr. Ruben McCormick visited the plantation occasionally—when Clement could afford the fee—and he saw enough. He saw pale faces, hearsay…