This is a book about letting go of bad sh*t and coming into your own. Jada is a mountain hollar witch and a child bride, though very little of girlhood remains in her heart or body. She longs to stand her ground against the ghosts of her past. Can she sink roots before spreading her wings in reclamation of her true self as she embraces the gods of her grandmother's homeland? Or is she destined to be another statistic?
