A new husband and a new home, what more could a newlywed want? Unfortunately, home is an isolated neglected farm house near an encroaching woods. And each day Rachel's husband grows quieter and more introspective. Worse, she cannot ignore the menacing woods she sees from the porch windows. They are the hiding place for abandoned children. But are they truly children and, if not, what are they?
Paul Griffin always felt very uncomfortable with New York City's noise and harsh urban atmosphere. He needed the old pattern, the one he had known as a boy with the father he loved. The small farm house in upstate New York wasn't much of a birthright. But, it would be home for Rachel and Paul at least until their plans to renovate and sell the house are realized.
At first, Rachel feels uncomfortable with the silence and isolation. She is determined to make it work. But, slowly, inexorably, it becomes clear that more than nostalgia brought Paul home. It was something more subtle and more powerful. It was a pattern within himself, one which had been interrupted over two decades before, one which had to be played out. It was as sacred, immutable, and frightening as the inevitable transition of the seasons. It is visible on the faces of the dark and beautiful children that now come into their lives, leaving a legacy of terror. A pattern that can destroy anyone who would interfere with it.
