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. |
Im Buch
Ergebnisse 1-5 von 72
Seite
... Light candles. I'm going to fill the tub and fetch Grandmère's ring,” Marie said. That was how she told him it was decided. “You have great skills, Marie . . . but luck is a creek that often runs dry. Don't expect to draw your water ...
... Light candles. I'm going to fill the tub and fetch Grandmère's ring,” Marie said. That was how she told him it was decided. “You have great skills, Marie . . . but luck is a creek that often runs dry. Don't expect to draw your water ...
Seite
... light hair brushing her brow. Tears smarted in her eyes. She shook her head gently, nudging him away. “I must, John. This is the cost that has been decided for me. Can you understand? Marie Toussaint cannot turn away a child to die on ...
... light hair brushing her brow. Tears smarted in her eyes. She shook her head gently, nudging him away. “I must, John. This is the cost that has been decided for me. Can you understand? Marie Toussaint cannot turn away a child to die on ...
Seite
... light. And there wasn't a single person on the street. She saw a few sailboats listing lazily on the river, in need of stronger breezes, but everyone else in town seemed to be hidden away. Angela locked her door as soon as she climbed ...
... light. And there wasn't a single person on the street. She saw a few sailboats listing lazily on the river, in need of stronger breezes, but everyone else in town seemed to be hidden away. Angela locked her door as soon as she climbed ...
Seite
... light-etchings against the sunken surface. A triangle with a cross in the center, a double wave, a pear shape. Slowly, she slid the ring onto the bare finger where she had once worn her wedding ring. It was snug, but not too tight ...
... light-etchings against the sunken surface. A triangle with a cross in the center, a double wave, a pear shape. Slowly, she slid the ring onto the bare finger where she had once worn her wedding ring. It was snug, but not too tight ...
Seite
... light show, but your dad's looking forward to it,” Angela said. “Now go get the sodas, please.” Corey didn't answer. What was wrong with him today? Angela watched him prop open the cellar door and stare down a moment before he descended ...
... light show, but your dad's looking forward to it,” Angela said. “Now go get the sodas, please.” Corey didn't answer. What was wrong with him today? Angela watched him prop open the cellar door and stare down a moment before he descended ...
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
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