Poppy never wanted to go to the cabin her family owned again. She had long outgrown the spider-filled showers, snow-covered grounds, and ice cold nights when she was a preteen. But since her older brother, Lynx, had passed away from a brain tumor the week previous... Poppy wasn't sure she had a choice. The land was in her name after all. Unknown to her, Neve lived on the land. Her calloused fingers bloody from ripping apart blades of sharp grass. Her nose numb from the cold air surrounding her. All she needed to do was send the lights off. Her final promise to the man who saved her life.