"She hated the swamp. She always hated it, and she wished that her father's bill never passed and that legislation wasn't written to protect the marshlands. Those law people always went on preaching about life and the importance of preservation, yet all she saw here was death. The swamp is an illusion of life-- only a beautiful illusion because everything goes here to die." --- Charlotte has lived in this southern Louisianan town almost her whole life. The annual festival reawakens old wounds laced with bittersweet memories-- listening to psychedelic rock with her environmentalist parents in the 70s, catching frogs in the humid summer, and dancing through fairy fields with her adventurous childhood best friend, June. It's been thirty years, but the memories of that summer leading up to the tragedy will haunt her forever. -- Content Warning: Violence and brief mentions of child physical abuse
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