Evette's divorce is final and all she craves is solitude. She never imagined hiding at the cabin would awaken dark hungers inside her.
A ravenous void demanding to be filled.
Her body writhing with needs she cannot name, drawn inevitably toward the cornfield where the scarecrow waits with its stitched smile and knowing eyes.
Only when she surrenders to its embrace, only when the watchers emerge from between the stalks with their too-many limbs and glistening mouths, does the hunger inside her find it's meal.
♥This is an adult novella featuring mature themes meant for readers 18+♥