Today Grandma showed us a picture of her new real estate listing on Hawthorne Lane—a house with a room where a painted serpent peers down from a black wall and a handwritten message warns of whispers in the night. But Grandma captured something else in her photo: a cold and frightening specter with hollow, dark sockets for eyes and an aura of evil.
Suddenly, everything’s different. Grandma’s totally freaking out, convinced a dark force is messing with our family. Dad thinks Grandma’s having trouble dealing with my grandpa’s recent death. Mom thinks Grandma’s having a mental breakdown.
And me? I honestly don’t know.
Something is definitely going on. Something terrifying and menacing. Is it due to Grandma’s grief? Or her emotional state?
This book was fantastic. I am always looking for a good horror story and this was right up my alley. It's evenly paced and keeps you engaged throughout. Highly recommended.