In that earlier novel, she was fleeing a lousy marriage. It's no surprise, then, that after some portentous gusts of wind under dark and stormy skies, Gillian arrives on Sally's doorstep. In the trunk of her car is the corpse of her handsome drug-dealer boyfriend. More or less. After years apart, the sisters are once again in complicity.
Ghosts begin walking at night.
Garden plants behave strangely. The drug dealer's soul will not rest. The sisters will have to summon up every piece of magic they know. An added complication comes, of course, in the shape of romance, for Gillian and for Sally. He just threw the burning match on the grass.