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her, a slow, steady rocking that was not the rocking of the sea but of still water responding to its own small currents. The light through the windows was the green-gold color of light filtered through bayou foliage, dim and watery and older-feeling than regular light. Something about it settled in her chest. She could not have explained exactly what continue reading …