The Watch Rotation

Everybody takes a turn.That's all the neighbor says when she hands Natalie Boothe a laminated card on moving day. BOOTHE. THIRD THURSDAY. MIDNIGHT TO DAWN.What are they watching for?"You'll see."Sparrow Hollow looks like the fresh start Natalie, her husband Todd, and their seven-year-old daughter Maeve needed. Nine houses around a quiet circle. Neat lawns. A stone birdbath. A dark line of trees at the edge of the greenbelt.And a rule no one will explain.So Natalie takes her folding chair to the porch and does her shift. It's probably nothing. A strange tradition from strange neighbors.Then, at 3:40 a.m., every porch light on the street comes on at once.Soon the questions multiply. A name the neighbors won't say out loud. A dirt trail that ends at her back door. A schedule that keeps changing. And Maeve, who has started sleepwalking toward the trees, and who knows things no child should.Todd thinks Natalie is exhausted. The neighbors think she's asking too many questions.But Natalie has started to understand what the watch is for.And what happens to the families who stop.THE WATCH ROTATION is a slow-burn suburban horror novel for readers who love creepy neighbors, quiet dread, and the terrifying thought that the people next door know exactly what's out there. No gore. No explicit content. Just the long hours between midnight and dawn.