Welp. I expected to love A House with Good Bones and I did. So, let’s get to my review. And while you read this review, I’m going to cut down my rose bushes. If you read the book, you’ll understand why.
“Mom seems off.” Her brother’s words echo in Sam Montgomery’s ear as she turns onto the quiet North Carolina street where their mother lives alone. She brushes the thought away as she climbs the front steps. Sam’s excited for this rare extended visit, and looking forward to nights with just the two of them, drinking boxed wine, watching murder mystery shows, and guessing who the killer is long before the characters figure it out. But stepping inside, she quickly realizes home isn’t what it used to be. Gone is the warm, cluttered charm her mom is known for; now the walls are painted a sterile white. Her mom jumps at the smallest noises and looks over her shoulder even when she’s the only person in the room. And when Sam steps out back to clear her head, she finds a jar of teeth hidden beneath the magazine-worthy rose bushes, and vultures are circling the garden from above. To find out what’s got her mom so frightened in her own home, Sam will go digging for the truth. But some secrets are better left buried.
A House with Good Bones is a modern take on Southern Gothic, and I adored it. Who knew that a cookie cutter home in a “nice and normal” subdivision could be so creepy? I can’t say much about this one. The less you know the better but I’ll talk about some of the aspects that I loved.
I loved the family history that was explored. I’m a sucker for hidden secrets. The main characters were great. Each brought something unique to the table. Overall, this was a fun well-written story that felt familiar and unique all at the same time.
My Rating: 4/5