Marigold’s husband is dead. She wears black and tries to cry. But he was old, like she is, and sick, so what does she really have to mourn? That is until she learns that he cut her out of his will, bequeathing his sizeable estate to the first child to be born from the vials of semen he left behind. With her sister Eliza, Marigold devises a scheme to get rid of the samples and win back the inheritance. For the plan to succeed, Marigold sheds her passivity and acts like her sister. She lies, steals, and finds . . . she’s never felt more alive. But the plan has unintended consequences. As Marigold destroys the samples, she’s forced to expose the truth about her past, her marriage, and her own decades-long scheme.