In the Calloway family, you never come to Grandma Odessa's house empty-handed. It's tradition — sweet, a little old-fashioned, the kind of quirk families build stories around.
Until Simone starts noticing the timing.
Her grandmother's eyes go to the flowers before they ever go to your face. A wilted stem seems to know things no gift should know — an illness, a betrayal, a death, weeks before anyone else sees it coming. Simone, a skeptical paralegal with little patience for superstition, tells herself there's always an explanation.
Then she finds the greenhouse. Locked for the first time in her life. And behind that door: a garden nobody in the family has ever been allowed to see — hundreds of flowers, hand-labeled with every name in the Calloway line. Some thriving.
One, belonging to an infant who has never done anything to earn it, is already dying.
What Simone uncovers that summer will force her to ask who — or what — has really been keeping this family safe all these years, and what it has quietly been costing them to stay that way. Because somebody in that greenhouse has been making choices no one should ever get to make for someone else. And the woman everyone assumed was the danger may be the only thing standing between her family and something far older, and far less forgiving, than any of them understood.
A Southern Gothic novel about inheritance, devotion, and the terrible math of love — and how far one woman will go to make sure nobody she loves ever has to pay for it without knowing the price.
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