17 Marigold Lane

After discovering the lump in her bicep is deadly, 17-year-old self-proclaimed loser, Prudence Penderhaus, weaves the tale of Flintlock, a small town known for
Friday night football, rainy days, and recently, secrets.

Her dry humor, and undying affinity for film, books, and music, meld into a quirky, Burton-esque backdrop of cloudy skies and looming architecture.

When a moment of long-awaited courage brings her to the porch of the town’s spook house , uncovering an odd boy no one knew existed is only the beginning.

My name is Prudence Penderhaus. I’ve never done anything remarkable. Never even bothered to look up. Until the day I found out I was dying.