Reseña del libro "I Watered His Grave (Afterlife Assurance Bureau) (en Inglés)"
He killed me for everything I'd grown. I came back to reap what he sowed. My husband killed me in my greenhouse. I don't know exactly how he did it at first. I only know James handed me the coffee himself, the drowsiness hit too hard and too fast, and the automatic vents never opened while chemical concentrate filled the sealed propagation house. By the time I realize something is terribly wrong, my body won't cooperate long enough to get me to the door. Then I wake up in my grandfather's long-gone greenhouse with Vesper Bloom, Senior Claims Adjuster for the Afterlife Assurance Bureau, and Grimm, her enormous spectral dog. James deliberately stole the rest of my life, which means I have a claim against his. Vesper can explain the rules, but she can't collect the debt for me. Fortunately, I've spent my life growing things. Back in the living world, I discover water and green things answer when I reach for them. Irrigation lines misbehave. Dead plants bloom. Seedlings thrive or wither depending on who touches them. Condensation can be surprisingly expressive when properly motivated. James blames bad seed, humidity, equipment failures, and eventually everything short of his murdered wife. I came back wanting revenge, but first I need my sister to know I wasn't careless. I was a master grower. I didn't accidentally kill myself doing a job I'd done safely for years. Somewhere in the nursery is the evidence that will prove James arranged my death, and I'll haunt every last tomato plant on the property if that's what it takes to make someone find it. There's only one complication. Carrie, the bookkeeper sleeping with my husband, isn't the greedy accomplice I expected her to be. She thinks my death was an accident, and when she starts putting together the same ugly pieces I have, she does something I never expected. She decides to expose him. James killed me to get the future he wanted, and now Carrie is standing in his way. I WATERED HIS GRAVE is a darkly funny supernatural revenge novel about murder, betrayal, second chances at life, homicidal horticulture, and one enormous spectral dog who considers greenhouse produce a perfectly acceptable substitute for bacon.
