Guest review by: Becki Bayley
I hate tea. I’m a coffee drinker. I smile wanly, looking around. I’ve never been in her office before. It’s orange and pink and has a child’s bedroom feel about it. It feels safe here, and my limbs slowly unclench. Emily plucks a stray hair from her skirt, and it flutters to the ground. “Dog hair,” she explains, grinning. “We’ve got three at home.”
“I have a cat,” I say dumbly. “Reaper.”
“Bet he’s easier to look after than three slobbering mutts.” She grins again and sips her lavender tea. “The kids want another, can you believe?” She shakes her head, but her eyes are shining. This is a woman who lives for her family, I can tell. A woman who goes home to a messy kitchen counter and a lounge room littered with toys, while tiny children tug at her skirt. She cooks dinner with the radio on as her oldest kids spray each other with the hose outside, and her husband plops a big kiss on her forehead on his way to the fridge for a beer. It’s always noisy, but she’s never felt more at peace.
She plucks another hair off her skirt. “How’s your week been, Sarah?”
This is exactly how I start sessions, minus the errant dog hair. I balance my yellow notepad on my left knee. How’s your week been?
Sarah Slade becomes exactly who she wants to be in life. But lately, her new house and her husband are making it more challenging.
Official synopsis:
A therapist and self-help writer with all the answers, Sarah has just bought a gorgeous Victorian in the community of her dreams. Turns out you can get a killer deal on a house where someone was murdered. Plus, renovating Black Wood House makes for great blog content and a potent distraction from her failing marriage. Good thing nobody knows that her past is as tainted as the bloodstain on her bedroom floor.
But the renovations are fast becoming a nightmare. Sarah imagined custom avocado wallpaper, massive profits, and an appreciative husband who would want to share her bed again. Instead, the neighbors hate her guts and her husband still sleeps on the couch. And though the builders attempt to cover up Black Wood’s horrifying past, a series of bizarre accidents, threatening notes, and unexplained footsteps in the attic only confirm for Sarah what the rest of the town already knows: Something is very wrong in that house.
With every passing moment, Sarah’s life spirals further out of control—and with it her sense of reality. But as she peels back the curling wallpaper and discovers the house’s secrets, she realizes that the deadly legacy of Black Wood House has only just begun.
This story is primarily told by Sarah Slade, an amazing unreliable narrator. She’s a therapist and is sure to tell the reader how each of the people she talks about is crazy. She’s certain who to trust and who she already knows well enough not to trust. She is confident that she has her business together enough to fool them all.
There’s a deep, dark secret in the past she shares with her husband. She hints at it repeatedly, and is sure to say that by keeping the secret, she’s protecting her husband and their future together. But as all the pieces fall together, the reader can’t be sure if Sarah can even keep her own stories straight.
Sarah’s telling of things was interspersed with newspaper stories reflecting back on the current situations. By foreshadowing what the community would eventually find out, the reader could believe they knew a little bit of where Sarah’s story may go next.
The atmosphere in this thriller was chilling. Between the hateful neighbors, the past they’re running from, and the potentially haunted house, Sarah couldn’t be sure who to trust or where to turn. The book was engaging and earned 4 out of 5 stars. It could be recommended to those who like thrillers, potentially haunted houses, and unreliable narrators.
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Becki Bayley is a cat-lover and soda drinker who loves a good steak dinner. You can find her and her family on Instagram, where she posts as SweetlyBSquared.