When Eleanor Holloway discovers a strange pamphlet tucked inside a donated book, it feels like fate. The Bellwether Home promises what she’s been longing for—a child meant just for her. No red tape. No waiting. Just a signature.
And Lyle... is perfect.
Quiet. Gentle. Strange.
He doesn’t sleep. He copies voices. He remembers things that haven’t happened yet.
As the Holloways unravel under the weight of something they invited in with open arms, Eleanor is forced to confront the question at the heart of every kind of motherhood—what is love meant to contain?
Set in a haunted orphanage that moves with intention and memory, this story whispers like a lullaby you were never meant to hear. A gothic fable from The Electric Quill, The Bellwether Home is a soft horror tale of longing, loss, and the terrible beauty of being chosen.