The baker never suspected that his flower was a message from an intelligence he couldn't fathom, or that his every move played into its scheme. From the moment he spotted its solitary eyeball staring at him from the lawn, Charlie knew the plant would complicate his life. True, Beatrice never would've noticed him if he hadn't shown it to her, but she also wouldn't have charmed him into handing it over to the scientists.

Now, the curmudgeonly president of Logan Biotech (motto: "Making the world better...with drugs!") is promising to use the eye-plant to revolutionize medicine, once he eliminates a nasty side effect. Local businesses are turning the sudden media attention into windfall profits, and Charlie is torn between newfound fame and getting back to the quiet life he loved. But he still wonders where the plant came from, and how it ended up in his yard. And what's up with that Wordsworth verse encoded into its DNA?

The Anonymous Prophet is a delicious tale of science, love, greed, and baked goods that will leave you craving for more.