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Willow Weep — Dorothy Daniels
"As The Willow Weeps,
so shall the House of Hayward weep. As the willow dies, so shall a Hayward die. And if the willow burns, so shall the House of Hayward burn..."
Doom hung heavy over the Hayward mansion. The master of the house lay dead, felled by the terrible power of an ancient gypsy rite of revenge.
Young Vera Hayward knew her father's death was only the first chapter on a chronicle of sorrow, terror, and violence. For a sin had been committed, a curse had been cast, and its evil force was loosed on the Haywards and all they held dear -- even the man Vera loved.
Could she break the fury of the ancient curse -- before it consumed them?
so shall the House of Hayward weep. As the willow dies, so shall a Hayward die. And if the willow burns, so shall the House of Hayward burn..."
Doom hung heavy over the Hayward mansion. The master of the house lay dead, felled by the terrible power of an ancient gypsy rite of revenge.
Young Vera Hayward knew her father's death was only the first chapter on a chronicle of sorrow, terror, and violence. For a sin had been committed, a curse had been cast, and its evil force was loosed on the Haywards and all they held dear -- even the man Vera loved.
Could she break the fury of the ancient curse -- before it consumed them?
