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of the house. Dominique had resumed her seat and picked up her sewing again, an intricately smocked and embroidered christening gown for the child that now made a soft round of her belly under her loose-fitting short gown. Her face was beautiful in the glow of the lamps; she was one of those women whose beauty increased with pregnancy.

Having in the past several weeks made better acquaintance with his Corbier nieces and nephews, January found himself looking forward to having another.

And that, he thought, was home.

Not Africa, nor Paris, but here, this place where he’d grown up. Sitting at the piano again he let his hands wander, sketching a tune he’d heard in the fields of Bayou Chien Mort, an echo of older tunes, and Hannibal’s violin trailed and threaded around it like a skein of gold.

Dominique looked up, smiled, and said, “That’s pretty, Ben. What is it?”

He only shook his head. In his mother’s household, he thought, it wouldn’t be considered at all respectable.

Then from the other room he heard Livia’s deep smoky voice half-hum, half-whisper half-remembered words she had put behind her and tried to eradicate from the lives of her daughters and her son.

“An-a-qué, an’o’bia,

Bia’tail-la, Qué-re-qué,

Nal-le oua, Au-Mondé,

Au-tap-o-té, Aupe-to-té,

Au-qué-ré-qué, Bo.

“Misery led this black to the woods,

Tell my master I died in the woods.”

But if he spoke to her, he thought, she would deny it, of course.

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

All my thanks and humble gratitude go to Octavia Butler for her time and consideration in reading the original of this manuscript and for her invaluable comments; to George Alec Effinger for his support and advice about local New Orleans customs; and to Leslie Johnston and the rest of the research staff at the Historic New Orleans Collection for all their help.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

BARBARA HAMBLY attended the University of California and spent a year at the University of Bordeaux, France, obtaining a master’s degree in medieval history. She has worked as both a teacher and a technical editor, but her first love has always been history. Ms. Hambly lives in Los Angeles.

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A FREE MAN OF COLOR

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FEVER SEASON

GRAVEYARD DUST

SOLD DOWN THE RIVER

DIE UPON A KISS

WET GRAVE

DAYS OF THE DEAD

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