The House That Remembered Her

Synopsis

"Sweetheart, you've taken two sugars every morning since the day I met you." My husband smiled as he slid my coffee across the table. I stared at the cup. I've always taken it black. Or... had I? The scariest part wasn't what I forgot after the car accident. Those two spoonfuls of sugar led me to an old house and a forgotten key. I returned to my grandmother's house with the key. With every memory I recovered, another piece of a long-buried mystery fell into place. But every answer only shattered everything I thought I knew.