Some places don't belong on a map. They belong in the stories people tell, in the songs that always find their way back onto the playlist, in the smell of smoke clinging to old sweatshirts long after summer is over. For Josie and her five best friends, that place has always been Pine-a weathered cedar cabin hidden between towering pines on the shore of Blackwater Lake. Every August, they return to the same creaky dock, the same canoe, the same inside jokes no one remembers the beginning of, convinced that some traditions are too familiar to ever change. This year is no different. At least, that's what they tell themselves. As golden evenings fade into cooler nights, old feelings begin to surface, memories are made a little more carefully than before, and every ordinary moment starts to feel like something worth holding onto. Because some places become home long before you realize you're about to leave them. The Last August at Pine is a nostalgic coming-of-age novel about friendship, first love, growing up, and the kind of summer that quietly stays with you forever.

Misunderstood and overmedicated, twelve-year-old Lilith Bloom finds the prospect of a grand family reunion decidedly dull... That is, until she discovers that the rose garden surrounding her grandfather's Berlin mansion is, well, completely and utterly carnivorous. Armed with Panther, her talking pet whippet, and the help of the mute boy next door, Lilith must unravel the secrets behind the mysterious estate, all while her family remains gloriously unaware that they are about to be devoured.