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It happens so suddenly and perceptibly that it suggests a line drawn across a map: at a certain point approaching the Mississippi coast, the air fills with the salt smell of the Gulf of Mexico. At the scent of it, one woman feels her blood turn "as though the moon had swayed it." For all of the characters in Elizabeth Spencer's elegantly written novel, her first in twelve years, the salt line divides past and present, memory and desire, placidity and jeopardy. Crossing it...
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