The Woman and the Witch Trilogy

"I see the wood, first. A knitted shawl of green and black tossed across the shoulders of the ancient hills. I take a great gulp of breath, my lungs no longer compressed by cages of contorted bone. I want to drink the cool air like water, scented as it is with earth and starlight.

But as I drift close to the house, I falter. Something is wrong. I will myself on, ignoring the whispers of pain beginning to curl up from my bedridden body.

A ball of dread is growing in my stomach; it is so terribly black and heavy, it slows me down. My hands shake.

The light is gone."

Nothing ever changes in the village of Witchford, until the day a 100-year-old, bad-tempered witch falls and breaks her hip and a 50-year-old cleaner decides her life is over. Both are haunted by ghosts, but can Frieda help Angie find out what her long-dead father is trying to tell her? And can Angie help Frieda fight off the wolf that circles ever closer?