Bloom Of Betrayal (Silver Springs Story #4)

Not every legacy grows from honest soil...

Laura Evans traded Boston’s relentless restaurant hours for a quiet café manager position in Silver Springs, Vermont—finally time to read, walk, and maybe buy a plant. 

Then an anonymous envelope arrives: a vintage photograph of the town’s beloved rose garden, one man's face circled, another crossed out. The cryptic message reads: ‘This is the bloom that wasn’t.’

When Laura and her coworker Eli unearth a rusted box while dividing an iris plant, it vanishes overnight, and Eli’s community garden plot faces seizure over fabricated violations. 

Someone desperately wants the past buried. 

But Laura notices what others miss: stolen archives, forged evidence, a twenty-year-old lie. As the rose garden’s anniversary celebration approaches, she must untangle a horticultural mystery where legacy, loyalty, and truth compete for sunlight.

In Silver Springs, even roses have secrets. Will Laura risk her peaceful new life to expose them?

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• Opening Line: Here, Laura Evans’ mornings began not with a jolt, but a slow unfurling.
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• Tags: Cozy Mystery, Amateur Sleuth, Small Town Secrets, Found Family, Historical Cover-Ups, Rural Vermont Setting, Community Garden, Horticulture Focus, Cafe Setting, Friendships Forming, Intergenerational Conflict, Plant Expert, Determined Protagonist, Eccentric Investigator, Snarky Best Friend, Legacy And Lies, The Power Of Plants, Truth Versus Perception, Postcard Exchange, References To Jane Austen, Comfort Read
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• “Here, Laura Evans’ mornings began not with a jolt, but a slow unfurling.”
• “One more minute of cocooned inertia.”
• “Why a night owl chose a career of early mornings was a question that’d plagued her for at least twenty years.”
• “The days had blurred together: a repetitive, punishing schedule, relentless customers, the endless calculus of overworked staff and stock take.”
• “She wanted time. Not the abstract ‘more’ people claimed they needed, but time that felt like it belonged to her.”
• “Ridiculous, but she’d take the small joys.”
• “What drew her attention was the rosebush: striking, full, and symmetrical, the color unlike anything she’d seen.”
• “It was the first stillness she’d had all day, and she savored it, even if only as an intermission between the twin tornadoes of the morning and afternoon rushes.”
• “It was like looking at a sepia-tinted version of someone she almost knew.”
• “The last fifteen minutes before closing were always the slowest.”
• “There was always one patron clinging to the vestiges of public space.”
• “He believed education was wasted on kids if it didn’t involve dirt.”
• “Early fall mornings in Silver Springs didn’t so much dawn as crystallize.”
• “The sunlight came slantwise, laying down a lattice of gold between the maples and the ground below.”
• “No evidence of wasted space or whimsy, but the place felt lived in, as if every inch had been thought about.”
• “Grandpa said plants are like people: if you crowd them, they compete, but if you allow them a little space, they figure out how to get along.”
• “He didn’t want a headstone. He wanted a garden.”
• “They continued dividing the iris, and there was something lovely about it—two people kneeling in dirt, sharing the labor of helping things grow. It spoke of trust and patience.”
• “The sun had warmed enough to coax a little scent from the mulch—a sharp, sweet smell that felt both ancient and new.”
• “Drama yields attention.”
• “If it can’t be solved by a committee, it’ll be covered up by one.”
• “Some prices are paid in silence. Some gifts can’t be refused.”