Graverobbers

In a sleepy upstate New York town, a bright‑eyed night‑shift waitress grapples with restless nights and a past that still haunts her. Nora Mae Edwards ekes out a living serving coffee to the few locals who wander in after dark, her sharp humor masking a deep‑seated yearning for something more stable than the grit of the city streets she left behind.

One evening she encounters a charismatic stranger who asks her to marry him on the spot. Their whirlwind romance whisks Nora away from the diner and into the quiet, almost timeless streets of New bury, where her new husband, the enigmatic John Henry Cox, works in a profession that seems oddly out of step with modern life. The ceremony is intimate, the attendees few, and the whole affair feels both intoxicatingly romantic and slightly surreal.

New bury itself is a place where the ordinary and the uncanny coexist. Its streets are lined with old‑fashioned houses that lack the usual comforts—no televisions flicker, no clocks tick—leaving the sense of time oddly fluid. The town’s centerpiece, a solemn funeral home, looms as a constant reminder that life here is always brushed against mortality. A few whispered rumors hint at a history of women who disappeared under mysterious circumstances, lending the community an undercurrent of unease that Nora can’t quite ignore.

As Nora settles into her new role, she discovers that staying one step ahead of the town’s strange rhythm may be a matter of survival. The atmosphere is thick with quiet dread, and every polite smile in the local diner feels like it could hide a secret. Caught between a love that feels both tender and terrifying, and a place where the living and the dead seem to share the same streets, she must navigate a delicate balance between trust and intuition, all while trying to keep the darkness that lingers just beyond the glow of the streetlamps at bay.

Last Updated: December 03, 2025 at 23:49