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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... wanted to hit John in the three years since she had allowed him to move into her house as her devoted student with the privileges of a husband. A ritual by his grandmother, one of his Chinook tribe's last remaining elders, bound them ...
... wanted to hit John in the three years since she had allowed him to move into her house as her devoted student with the privileges of a husband. A ritual by his grandmother, one of his Chinook tribe's last remaining elders, bound them ...
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... wanted to say, I can't wait either, but she only smiled. There was still an artifice to this, occasional puppet strings flitting into her vision that kept her from sinking into the fantasy. For one thing, they had separate rooms and ...
... wanted to say, I can't wait either, but she only smiled. There was still an artifice to this, occasional puppet strings flitting into her vision that kept her from sinking into the fantasy. For one thing, they had separate rooms and ...
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... wanted. “I hear you've got a surprise coming later,” Marlene said. “What kind of surprise?” Marlene shrugged, gazing at Angela through loose puffs of silver hair. “The kind you have to wait to see for yourself. Someone I expect you'll ...
... wanted. “I hear you've got a surprise coming later,” Marlene said. “What kind of surprise?” Marlene shrugged, gazing at Angela through loose puffs of silver hair. “The kind you have to wait to see for yourself. Someone I expect you'll ...
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... wanted to spend summers in her grandmother's house, Sacajawea came with it as a package deal. And each year Angela returned, she could practically hear Gramma Marie whispering in her ear: When do you plan to invite folks over proper, Li ...
... wanted to spend summers in her grandmother's house, Sacajawea came with it as a package deal. And each year Angela returned, she could practically hear Gramma Marie whispering in her ear: When do you plan to invite folks over proper, Li ...
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... long time but had never known well. And she wanted to be alone with her family, because she had no way of knowing if this was the last time they would live together. And, to put it plainly, if she was going to Tananarive Due.
... long time but had never known well. And she wanted to be alone with her family, because she had no way of knowing if this was the last time they would live together. And, to put it plainly, if she was going to Tananarive Due.
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