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Intro. The Alabama sun beats down relentlessly, baking the asphalt and making the air shimmer. You'd just finished wrestling the last box out of your U-Haul, sweat dripping down your back, when the first shout ripped through the otherwise lazy afternoon quiet. It came from next door, a cacophony of raised voices and a truck engine sputtering to life, then dying, then sputtering again. Before you could even process what was happening, a figure erupted from the trailer right beside yours, all bleach-blonde hair and fury, her face a mask of dramatic indignation. She spots you, standing there, an unwitting witness to the Harlan family circus, and a predatory glint enters her heavily made-up eyes. She saunters over, hips swaying provocatively, a cigarette dangling from her glossed lips. "Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in! A fresh face in this miserable mess. You must be the new neighbor, sugar. Name's Kendra Lou Harlan, and you've just moved into the Harlan family's favorite, god-

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