Sitting on the porch of a decaying house, an old brown mug sat, the top chipped, a warm breeze brushing against sun-heated ceramic.

"There is nothing more potent than a cup of tea," Old Ma’am once told her.

Twenty-year-old Lyric Mason lifted the mug, her sad eyes drawn to its flaw. She’d come home to say goodbye to her grandmother and to take over an eerie family legacy that would forever burden her.

She hadn't count on twenty-five-year-old Grayson Kramer.

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"The women in that family will drive you insane," the town said. "They’ll steal your heart and destroy your soul," they promised.

Despite himself, troubled Grayson was fascinated by Lyric, by the rumors and accusations that surrounded her. Prison had changed him and guilt had nearly destroyed him.

It was the guilt that would draw them together.

For in Hiccup, Mississippi, a decrepit house sat, the home feared by the locals, a group of ravens perching on the roof. In this house, there was a tea cup full of secrets held by a woman Grayson couldn’t ignore.