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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... Sacajawea's first such mudslide in recent memory. Our neighbors need our prayers and clothing donations for their recovery. Bring any dona- tions to Sacajawea First Church of God. — THE SACAJAWEA EAGLE June 21, 1929 (From the archives ...
... Sacajawea's first such mudslide in recent memory. Our neighbors need our prayers and clothing donations for their recovery. Bring any dona- tions to Sacajawea First Church of God. — THE SACAJAWEA EAGLE June 21, 1929 (From the archives ...
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... Sacajawea locked their doors during daylight hours, or even at night, for the most part, but peace of mind was a luxury Marie and her husband could ill afford. Watching her husband's caution, Marie felt knowledge bubble up inside of her ...
... Sacajawea locked their doors during daylight hours, or even at night, for the most part, but peace of mind was a luxury Marie and her husband could ill afford. Watching her husband's caution, Marie felt knowledge bubble up inside of her ...
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... Sacajawea. He took her shoulders and roughly turned her around, forcing her to look at his face, which was nearly hidden in the long, loose strands of his jet-black hair. But his eyes were not hidden. John's eyes spoke his heart, and ...
... Sacajawea. He took her shoulders and roughly turned her around, forcing her to look at his face, which was nearly hidden in the long, loose strands of his jet-black hair. But his eyes were not hidden. John's eyes spoke his heart, and ...
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... Sacajawea expecting nothing more than summer visitation with her son, when she took a two-and-a-half-month leave from her law firm to become a full-time parent, rediscovering the person her son was turning into since he'd moved to ...
... Sacajawea expecting nothing more than summer visitation with her son, when she took a two-and-a-half-month leave from her law firm to become a full-time parent, rediscovering the person her son was turning into since he'd moved to ...
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... her each time she thought about the ground where their naked bodies had lain. Myles, like her, had left Sacajawea as soon as he had his high school diploma, and she hadn't seen him since. They had both Tananarive Due.
... her each time she thought about the ground where their naked bodies had lain. Myles, like her, had left Sacajawea as soon as he had his high school diploma, and she hadn't seen him since. They had both Tananarive Due.
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Angela felt Angie Angie’s Art’s asked baka Becka Bo’s breath Brunell called can’t close Corey felt Corey thought Corey’s couldn’t damn dead door dream DuShaun Eshu Everly eyes face feel fingers Fisher floor Fourth of July fuck gazed gela girl Glenn gone gonna Gramma Marie Gramma Marie’s house grandmother’s hadn’t hand happened he’d head hear hell hurt inside knew Laney laughed leaves living Liza Longview looked Maritza mind mother mouth Myles Myles’s Naomi Naomi Price never night Onyx Orishas Papa Legba pulled realized remember Rick ring Sacajawea scared Sean Sean’s shit Skamokawa smell smiled someone sorry sound Spot stared suddenly sure talk Tariq tell There’s thing told tonight Toussaint tree trying vodou voice waiting walked wanted wasn’t watching What’s whispered who’d window woman woods words Yeah you’re