Reverend Merrily Watkins had never wanted a picture postcard parish – nor a huge and haunted vicarage.  Nor did she need a local dispute of a controversial play about a strange seventeenth century clergyman accused of witchcraft…a story that certain old established families would rather remained obscure. But this is Ledwardine, steeped in cider and secrets, a paradise of cobbled streets and timber framed houses – a village where horrific murder is a tradition that spans centuries.