Welcome to Three Pines, where the cruelest month is about to deliver on its threat.
It’s spring in the tiny, forgotten village; buds are on the trees and the first flowers are struggling through the newly thawed earth. But not everything is meant to return to life.
A dead husband, a dead secretary, crank phone calls the same time everyday and a stalker who is closer than Mary realizes.
“The human body was a thing of beauty because so many structures protected the heart, but she realized that the human heart simply could not be protected, not by muscle, not by bone, not by anything.”
A story rich in history, intrigue and mystery flanked by elaborate characters and complex topics significant to World War II and southern living.
“Three Pines wasn’t on any tourist map, being too far from any main or even secondary road. Like Narnia, it was generally found unexpectedly and with a degree of surprise that such an elderly village should have been hiding in this valley all along. Anyone fortunate enough to find it once usually found their way back.”