In the quiet village of Bellweather, autumn comes with an old tradition.
Every October, the villagers gather to harvest the pumpkin fields. They take every pumpkin but one.
The last pumpkin must never be picked.
Some say it belongs to the dead. Others say it is an offering to the earth. But the children of Bellweather know another story.
They call it the Sorrow Pumpkin.
They say it holds every grief the village has carried that year-every heartbreak, every empty chair, every goodbye nobody was ready to say. Through the winter, the pumpkin is left untouched until it finally returns to the earth, taking the village's sorrow with it.
Anna Mercer doesn't believe a word of it.
Still grieving the death of her husband, Daniel, Anna came to Bellweather hoping to become someone other than the woman whose husband died. But when a dream allows her to hear Daniel's voice again, an old superstition suddenly offers something grief has denied her:
One more chance.
So, one cold October night, Anna walks into the field.
And picks the last pumpkin.
By morning, Bellweather's dead have begun to come home.
At first, it seems like a miracle.
Until the dead start remembering things they shouldn't.
And Anna discovers that the Sorrow Pumpkin was never there to keep grief in.
It was there to keep something else out.
Warm, haunting and ultimately hopeful, The Sorrow Pumpkin is an autumn tale about grief, memory and the guilt of learning to live after losing someone you love.
Because letting go doesn't mean forgetting.
And some people can be loved for the rest of your life without costing you the rest of it.