by Dayle A. Dermatis
Widowed Penny ponders selling the beautiful Victorian home she and her late husband shared. After all, the yardwork is more than she can handle…this spring, it looks as though the forest is encroaching.
Surely it’s an illusion.
But what if it isn’t?
And when myth and magic collide with urban development, who will win and who will lose…and who will get caught in the crossfire?