Tatterwell and the Borrowed Winter
At nineteen minutes past two, Tess Farrow had nowhere to sleep and a perfect view of a wall.
Then the wall became a door.
Twelve years old and newly unplaced, Tess is offered only what the county can prove: one night, one address, no promises past tomorrow. The house is Tatterwell - mismatched roofs, a kitchen slate that won't stay blank, children who keep working while the world arrives. It isn't a school, or a sanctuary, or anywhere trying to look magical. It's a place that has learned, over generations, not to give up on things too soon.
The door should not be there. The warmth of the nearby town should not be disappearing. And in Tatterwell, Tess learns, winter is something you can borrow - carried, held, and returned, the way everything else in this house is.
But someone has stopped returning it.
As the cold deepens and old records surface secrets older than Tess's arrival, she has to decide how far to trust a place that has never promised her forever - and whether belonging is something you're given, or something you choose to risk.
Tatterwell and the Borrowed Winter is a quiet, atmospheric middle-grade fantasy about placement, permanence, and the particular ache of loving a place you might have to leave. For readers who want their magic to feel lived-in rather than spectacular, and their found families to be built out of chores, arguments, and small kept promises rather than speeches.
If you remember to put it back.