by Daoma Winston
One little candle was all that was left. A single flame to flicker over a dead body. Legend said it was Old Dandy's candle-the monument to love kindled by the ghost of the long-dead slave long ago. But that love changed. The light now cast a new eerie glow. A glow of fear and foreboding. And now that candle was lit for Mari, the new bride...for Mari, Leigh's second wife...Mari doomed to die by the Douglass curse.
Shonda Terrill
Freida McFadden
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