Until this year, that is, when thirteen-year-old India is unable to resist her curiosity. Rather than do anything about it, however, they’ve elected to let it become overtaken by sand dunes and fall into ruin. The family had suspicions about the house for years. Something that’s not quite ghost, not quite monster, but capable of physical manifestation and elemental manipulation. One of the vacant beach houses is infested with a nasty spirit. The respite is much-needed after the death–and bizarre funeral-of a detestable family matriarch. With sparkling waves at their doorstep and tanning oil on their pale skin, an exceedingly wealthy southern family relax in isolation at their Victorian beach houses over the summer. Horror virtuoso Michael McDowell discards the gloomy norms of haunted house literature and sets this masterpiece along sandy shores of the sunny Gulf Coast.
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