Vera swore she would never return to the Crowder House, where her father buried his victims beneath the floorboards and her mother’s silence hung heavier than the walls. But when her estranged mother calls, she answers.
Coming home is hard enough, but Vera isn’t alone. An artist now lives in the guest house, scavenging pieces of her childhood for his work. Stranger still are the notes appearing in her father’s handwriting—messages no one alive should be leaving.
As Vera digs into the foundations of the house that raised her, she confronts the love she had for a father who was also a monster and the secrets her family never unearthed. Sarah Gailey’s Just Like Home is horror at its most intimate and disturbing.
