The first thing Juniper Hale heard when she woke was the rain. It struck the roof of the mountain cabin
The night Livia Hart learned her father had sold her, the wind was clawing at the cabin walls like something hungry.
By the time the rain began, the auction yard already smelled of mud, horse sweat, wet tobacco, and shame.
The auctioneer would not look Mara Bellamy in the eyes. That was the first thing she remembered afterward.
“Suitable for him?” The words slipped from Marian Bellamy’s mouth before she could fold them back behind
For six years, no one in Briar Hollow had seen Rowan Halloway eat anything sweet. He bought salt pork
“You’re charging me twice for flour I never received.” The supplier across the counter stopped smiling.
“Fits you perfectly,” my sister said, lifting one manicured hand to cover a laugh she did not bother hiding.
They called Nathaniel Crowe a lunatic because he counted potatoes like coins, stacked firewood higher
When Maren Vale first understood that a house could turn against its own children, she was standing in