The Good House: A Novel*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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... Corey. She'd come to Sacajawea expecting nothing more than summer visitation with her son, when she took a two-and-a ... Corey's room across the hall, but Redding's vocal caresses filled the room in their silence. Tariq's eyes turned ...
... Corey. She'd come to Sacajawea expecting nothing more than summer visitation with her son, when she took a two-and-a ... Corey's room across the hall, but Redding's vocal caresses filled the room in their silence. Tariq's eyes turned ...
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... Corey mumbled. “I gottago to Sean's later.” “What about the fireworks?” Tariq said. “I dunno, Dad.” Corey's voice was muted as his feet shuffled up the stairs. “I don't feel like it. My stomach's not right today, man.” “What'd he say ...
... Corey mumbled. “I gottago to Sean's later.” “What about the fireworks?” Tariq said. “I dunno, Dad.” Corey's voice was muted as his feet shuffled up the stairs. “I don't feel like it. My stomach's not right today, man.” “What'd he say ...
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... Corey, and Tariq cackled about Sacajaweans' quaint habits. Like how the proprietors of the small cluster of businesses ... Corey's finally found a real friend here,” Angela said. “I need all the help I can get dragging him here every ...
... Corey, and Tariq cackled about Sacajaweans' quaint habits. Like how the proprietors of the small cluster of businesses ... Corey's finally found a real friend here,” Angela said. “I need all the help I can get dragging him here every ...
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... Corey's age, believe me.” Angela had not expected to hear her mother's name today. This was one of those rare days ... Corey, too. Even if Gramma Marie isn't here.” “Oh, sure. Harder to go wrong here. We all know where you live.” Angela ...
... Corey's age, believe me.” Angela had not expected to hear her mother's name today. This was one of those rare days ... Corey, too. Even if Gramma Marie isn't here.” “Oh, sure. Harder to go wrong here. We all know where you live.” Angela ...
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... Corey's voice wavered as he met her confused eyes. His explanation tumbled out. “I threw the brick and broke your window, Mom. It sounds dumb now, but there was this girl I liked, right? Her name was Sherita, and I knew the ring was ...
... Corey's voice wavered as he met her confused eyes. His explanation tumbled out. “I threw the brick and broke your window, Mom. It sounds dumb now, but there was this girl I liked, right? Her name was Sherita, and I knew the ring was ...
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