The others went in when the wind turned cold. Emma stayed out. She had one more corner of the garden to check, and Emma always checks the last corner.

Harper woke up knowing it was the day. The light came in low and gold across the foot of her bed, the kind that only comes when the year is turning, and Harper…

"There's no clover left," said Harper. "The frost got it. I checked."

Madeline takes the long way home every afternoon. The others were at the gate while she was still halfway down the lane, walking with one hand on the stone wall…