The Wolf At The Woods Edge

She is the one window still lit when the whole village sleeps. He is the thing the village won't name.

Paige Brencott has spent her life being needed. As the healer of Thornmere, there is no door she hasn't tended, no fever she hasn't sat through, no neighbor whose small private sorrows she doesn't carry. She gives everything and keeps nothing - not even the warm food pressed into her hands, not even a bed slept in since the first frost. She has made a quiet art of refusing care. She calls i...