They thought it was their dream home. They were wrong. Kara and John Tameson are done with city life: the crime, the drug paraphernalia, the tiny apartments. Seemingly, there’s nothing they can afford. But just as they are giving up on their house search, a pocket listing comes on the market. That means they have first dibs on an unlived-in French country house that’s an hour away. The two-story home is set in an alcove on a wooded lot in the idyllic hills of Gracie Town, Ohio—it's perfect. Or so they thought. Before they've even moved in, Kara catches herself calling her young daughter, Lilah, by someone else’s name. It shocks her. Speaking the forbidden name aloud frightens her because it's someone Kara doesn't ever conjure. Not anymore. She can’t–the memories are too painful. Grateful no one else notices, she pushes it from her mind. But then she uses the name again… and again… When a statue is dug up on the property, Lilah becomes instantly attached to the creepy figurine. She can’t be separated from the dirty, clay dolly. If that weren't disturbing enough, Kara starts having nightmares, and issues she thought had been resolved long ago are haunting her again. Nine-year-old Jack sees unsettling images, but they’re not in his dreams. He may notice his mom’s sudden obsession with the gray barn down the road, and how it calls out to him too—but he's not telling anybody about it. Does something sinister inhabit the new house? Or are the Tamesons going mad, one by one? What readers are saying about Housewarming : "This story was so riveting!" "I couldn’t put it down ‘til the ending." "I freaked myself out one night when I was reading, because I heard someone calling my name. But I was home there was no one there." "A true storyteller." "This story was so riveting!" "I couldn't put this book down 'til the ending." "I freaked myself out one night when I was reading, because I heard someone calling my name. But there was no one there."