Sisters return to their mother’s mysterious and legendary childhood home.
Libby’s mom grew up in the internet-famous haunted house Madame Clery’s House of Masks, at once deeply unsettling and incredibly beautiful underneath decades of neglect and overgrown blue roses. Despite never having taken Libby and her sister, Vivi, to visit, they move in, seeking a fresh start after Libby’s recent mental health crisis. As if the repercussions of her suicide attempt aren’t creating enough distance between her and her family, the more questions Libby has about the strange noises she hears at night, the intricate stained-glass insects in the windows, and the multiple disappearances of the house’s inhabitants, the more her mom seems to fall under its spell. Libby is left trying to solve the mystery with the help of redheaded neighbor Flynn, who definitely knows too much. In addition to dealing with the house’s deliciously spooky, haunted vibes and its accompanying legend and horrors, Libby is struggling with a diagnosis of bipolar disorder, which Fraistat does an excellent job of exploring both from Libby’s perspective and in terms of the emotional fissures it causes within her family. As well as being deeply emotional, the book contains many shudder-inducing moments that will leave readers’ skin crawling. The girls’ white mom, who may be aromantic or asexual, conceived them using sperm donors; Libby’s donor was white, and Vivi’s was Black.
A compelling, darkly creative, and intensely haunting examination of the masks we wear.
(Horror. 12-18)