Colder Than Ice. Grace Otherwise

The cold gets into places cold should not reach. Meredith has done everything expected of her. She has tended the garden, kept the house, taken attendance, worn the ring. She has a husband who collects vintage cars and a son who orbits his father like a second satellite. She has partitioned her life into careful silences - and she has told herself the silences hold. Now she is trying to close the last one.
A nine-month affair with a man she met on an anonymous website, conducted in hotels paid for with gift cards and cash, every detail scrubbed clean. One final meeting at the teahouse where it began. One cup of tea, and then she walks away whole. That is not what happens. What follows is a story about what takes root in the spaces between the life a woman is living and the lives she was supposed to live.
It is a story told from deep inside a mind whose grip on its own narrative is slipping - where the rain never stops, the garden grows wrong, and the cold gets into places cold should not reach. Colder Than Ice is a novella of psychological horror and weird literary fiction, written in prose that tightens like frost across skin.