Clara Voss is the town's beloved Garden Widow - gentle, barefoot, her night-blooming cereus the envy of every neighbor. Each spring the flowers return more lush, more alive, their white petals glowing under moonlight like a lover's skin.
But beneath the damp earth, something has taken root.
Every night Clara tends her prize cereus with trembling hands, whispering secrets to its trembling buds. Every morning she wakes with soil under her nails and no memory of the dark hours in between. Her new husband, Mark, watches with calm, loving eyes... perhaps too knowing.
As the garden explodes in unnatural beauty, Clara's fragile memories begin to fracture. The soil smells too sweet. The petals feel too much like flesh. And something buried deep beneath the roots is still screaming her name.
Some flowers only bloom when something - or someone - is buried beneath them.
A fast-paced psychological horror thriller perfect for beach reads and sleepless nights, Bloom of the Widow will leave you questioning every beautiful thing you plant... and every hand that helps you dig.
Ready for the final harvest.