Hey Little Songbird-A Hadestown Story

All I've Ever Known

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Orpheus lead Eurydice down a path lined with magnolia trees. The magnolias were in bloom and when the wind whistled through their branches, Orpheus and Eurydice were showered with pink and white petals. Their perfume made the balmy night air smell sweet.
Eurydice picked up a magnolia petal and twirled it around between two fingers. The pink shades ranged from very pale to mauve and were mottled with the white, like the cheeks of a pale girl when she is blushing.
Orpheus reached over to take her hand. His cheeks flushed the same color as the pinkest part of the magnolia petal.
"Magnolias are my favorite flower," Eurydice said, "Do you know where the most beautiful magnolia tree in all of New Orleans is?"
He shook his head no.
"My momma used to clean house for an old lady named Miss Rhea who lived in a yellow house on Lake Pontchartrain and growing by the front door was the biggest and prettiest magnolia I've ever seen."
"I'd love to see it sometimes."
"The yellow house isn't too far from here. I could show it to you?"
"I'd like that."

They continued to walk down the magnolia lined path until they came to a pale yellow house with a white porch that looked like the lacy piping on a wedding cake and royal purple shutters and French doors.

The garden had been fruitful and multiplied during the years since Miss Rhea had died and her house had been abandoned. The house was overgrown with moonflowers, clematis, night-blooming jasmine, and flowering tobacco, whose vines had woven into the nooks and crannies of the porch and the wicker peacock chairs that had been left outside.