Excerpt from Villa Triste by Lucretia Grindle, plus links to reviews, author biography & more

I blinked.

A tall girl blinked back at me. Her hair was hidden, covered in what looked like a spider's web. Her eyes stared. Wrapped in white, she looked like a column of smoke. Like a woman in a shroud. Like Lot's wife, who stopped, looked back, and turned to salt.

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