There is no funeral for a child who is still alive.

Seventeen days after her son’s wedding, Sylvia Calloway receives a text: We need space to protect our family and mental health.

Then the silence begins.

Her calls go unanswered. Walt’s attempts to reach Connor bring warnings, threats, and finally a harassment complaint. Their son is alive, only one hundred miles away, yet somehow entirely gone.

With no grave to mourn and no explanation to hold on to, Sylvia writes through the dark hours while Walt retreats to the dock before dawn. Together, they must survive a grief with no name—without allowing it to destroy the thirty-five-year marriage that has always been their home.

The love story at the heart of Calder’s Cove isn’t the one that was taken. It’s the one that refuses to let go.