![]() ![]() It’s a must-read for all gothic horror fans. Delightfully creepy and heartbreakingly tragic, Just Like Home is equal parts raw terror of a dark childhood bedroom, creeping revelations of a true-crime podcast, and searing hurt of resentment within a family. Gailey’s newest gothic novel is painfully suspenseful and richly dark, their rushing, intoxicating writing in peak form. But who? Vera’s childhood splinters in her hands as she pries back the floorboards to uncover the mysteries still lurking in the house’s woodwork. ![]() ![]() Vera begins to wake up with grease in her throat and something lurking under her rickety childhood bed. Just Like Home comes out Jand will give you a nice goosebumpy chill to counteract the summer heat. The writing was so neat, so concise, and every comparison just felt so right. Gailey does an excellent job setting their novel apart from others, and indeed I was very pleased to see it go a completely different but equally satisfying direction as The Twisted Ones. As Vera cleans out closets and cabinets, she deals with her cruel, sharp-tongued mother, as well as with one of a long line of parasitic artists taking up residence in the guesthouse in order to get “inspired” by her father’s legacy. Just Like Home is simile and metaphor central and I loved every single one of them. Home, to the old house that her father built with his own hands-her notorious, hated, much-written-about serial-killer father, whom Vera loved, dearly, whose approval she longed for, and who she ultimately betrayed. Vera’s mother disowned her long ago, but she’s headed home anyway to take care of the place before her mother dies. ![]()
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