Siege at Fadriquela House

"e;The night comes for the unborn, and only drunkards stand guard."e;A child turns the Fadriquela House into a shrine and a target. Melda is eight months along when a pale face blooms in the hedge and the floorboards begin to breathe. The rules the town whispers at dusk suddenly matter: salt must stay dry, familiar faces lie after nightfall, fear fattens the dark. The trouble is, her sentries are ...