The Good House: A NovelSimon and Schuster, 02.09.2003 - 496 Seiten *From the author of The Reformatory—A New York Times Notable Book of 2023* Award-winning author Tananarive Due's critically acclaimed story of supernatural suspense, as a woman searches for the inherited power that can save her hometown from evil forces. The home that belonged to Angela Toussaint's late grandmother is so beloved that the townspeople in Sacajawea, Washington call it the Good House. But that all changes one summer when an unexpected tragedy takes place behind its closed doors, and the Toussaint's family history—and future—is dramatically transformed. Angela has not returned to the Good House since her son, Corey, died there two years ago. But now, Angela is finally ready to return to her hometown and go beyond the grave to unearth the truth about Corey's death. Could it be related to a terrifying entity Angela's grandmother battled seven decades ago? And what about the other senseless calamities that Sacajawea has seen in recent years? Has Angela's grandmother, an African American woman reputed to have "powers," put a curse on the entire community? A thrilling exploration of secrets, lies, and divine inspiration, The Good House will haunt readers long after its chilling conclusion. |
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... Liza?” “Huffing and puffing right behind him,” Liza Brunell called, breathless. “And I have those jars of elderberry preserves I've been promising you. My friends get samples whether they want them or not.” Liza's careworn face had been ...
... Liza?” “Huffing and puffing right behind him,” Liza Brunell called, breathless. “And I have those jars of elderberry preserves I've been promising you. My friends get samples whether they want them or not.” Liza's careworn face had been ...
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... Liza had raced to see who could get more, faster. Liza had never left Sacajawea, but she'd still done just fine: Rumor had it that Liza only worked part-time at the grocery store with Marlene because she chose to, since Art quietly ...
... Liza had raced to see who could get more, faster. Liza had never left Sacajawea, but she'd still done just fine: Rumor had it that Liza only worked part-time at the grocery store with Marlene because she chose to, since Art quietly ...
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... Fisher was waiting on the porch just as he had when he'd come to fetch her on prom night. “Well, I will be damned,” Angela said. Liza Brunell squeezed Angela's shoulder from behind. “Aren't you surprised?” The Good House.
... Fisher was waiting on the porch just as he had when he'd come to fetch her on prom night. “Well, I will be damned,” Angela said. Liza Brunell squeezed Angela's shoulder from behind. “Aren't you surprised?” The Good House.
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... Liza broke in, excited. “He came to the market Tuesday and I couldn't believe my eyes. I said he should come to the party and surprise you.” “That's the only reason I didn't call sooner,” Myles said, his gaze deepening. “I wanted to see ...
... Liza broke in, excited. “He came to the market Tuesday and I couldn't believe my eyes. I said he should come to the party and surprise you.” “That's the only reason I didn't call sooner,” Myles said, his gaze deepening. “I wanted to see ...
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... Liza caught Angela's gaze and wagged a finger at her, and Angela smiled. For an instant, she felt as if she were back in the hallway of Sacajawea County High, an odd, gratifying feeling. She wondered why she hadn't had a party like this ...
... Liza caught Angela's gaze and wagged a finger at her, and Angela smiled. For an instant, she felt as if she were back in the hallway of Sacajawea County High, an odd, gratifying feeling. She wondered why she hadn't had a party like this ...
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