If you were drawn to the way Cara’s family lives under the eerie spell of October—those bruises, those warnings, those photographs where Elsie vanishes—this one wraps that same hush of everyday enchantment around two rival families of performers. Lace Paloma and Cluck Corbeau fall for each other amid feathered costumes, river-born superstitions, and injuries that feel like omens. Like the accident season, their rituals and dangers blur into something that might be fate—or a story the families are telling themselves to survive.

If you loved the dreamy, lyrical voice that carries Cara through tarot readings with Bea, the haunted masquerade, and the river’s whispered warnings, you’ll sink into the language here. Ava Lavender reads like a spell—generations of love and hurt rendered in prose that shimmers the way The Accident Season makes even bruises feel like constellations. It’s the same blend of wonder and ache you felt when the photographs began revealing their secrets.

If you liked how Cara, Sam, Alice, and Bea orbit one another in an Irish town thick with rumors, old hurts, and that abandoned-house party no one will forget, Bone Gap gives you a similarly intimate circle. Finn and his brother live in a town where a girl has vanished and the corn seems to listen. The tension between what the town thinks it knows and what the teens actually feel echoes the secrets behind Cara’s October accidents and the mystery of Elsie’s missing face in the photos.

If you were captivated by Cara’s voice—her guilt, desire for Sam she can barely name, and the way the accident season needles into her thoughts—this novel lives inside that same feverish headspace. Between a ballerina’s ambition and an inmate’s unquiet truths, the narrative slips like the moment Cara realizes the masquerade is more than a party and those photographs are more than mistakes. It’s charged with the same claustrophobic, uncanny psychology.

If the jolts of discovery in The Accident Season—the truth behind the photos, the real story your friends keep half-swallowing, the mask that slips—made your stomach drop, this book delivers that same sharp intake of breath. Cadence, like Cara, circles a summer she can’t fully face, and the truth lands with the kind of force that makes you rethink everything from the bonfire to the whispered warnings you missed.