A HAUNTING PAIR OF GHOST STORIES FROM THE BESTSELLING AUTHOR "OF THE WOMAN IN BLACK "
"The Small Hand "
Antiquarian bookseller Adam Snow is returning from a client visit when he takes a wrong turn and stumbles upon a derelict Edwardian house with a lush, overgrown garden.As he approachesthe door, he is startled to feel the unmistakable sensation of a small, cold hand creeping into his own, almost as though a child has taken hold of it. Shaken, he returns home to find himself plagued by nightmares. But when he decides to investigate the house's mysteries, he is troubled by increasingly sinister visitations.
After being orphaned at a young age, Edward Cayley is sent to spend the summer with his forbidding Aunt Kestrel at Iyot house, her decaying estate on the damp, lonely fens in the west of England. With him is his spoiled, spiteful cousin Leonora. And when Leonora's birthday wish for a beautiful doll is denied, she unleashes a furious rage which will haunt Edward through the years to come.
About the Author
Susan Hill has written two other stories about Ruby Raccoon: Ruby Bakes a Cake and Ruby Paints a Picture. She lives in Portland, Oregon, with her husband and two daughters.
"A compact, elegantly structured ghost story . . . happens to be one of Hill's specialties. . . . Like all good British ghost-story writers, Hill believes in meticulous structure and very rough justice. . . . Maybe it's the uneasy feeling, or maybe it's the simple pleasure of confident British storytelling craftsmanship, but something pulls you through The Small Hand with relentless urgency. This writer's grip is vicious."
—The New York Times Book Review
"Thanks to Hill’s deceptively simple plots and straightforward prose, you won’t even notice the noose she’s slipping around your throat."
—The Seattle Times
"Subtle, intelligent, shocking. . . . Shatters nerves with a whisper, not a scream."
—Publishers Weekly (starred review)
"A ghost-story duo that may remind many readers of [Stephen] King at his absolute best. . . . Turn on the lights, readers. These tales are the definition of bone chilling."
"Masterfully done. . . . Subtle, elegant."
—The Times (London)
—The Tattler (London)
"An assuredly chilling ghost story."
—The Guardian (London)