My Throat an Open Grave
āļ.āļ. 2024 · Page Street YA
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Labyrinth meets folk horror in this darkly romantic tale of a girl who wishes her baby brother away to the Lord of the Wood
Growing up in the small town of Winston, Pennsylvania feels like drowning. Leah goes to church every Sunday, works when she isnât at school, and takes care of her baby brother, Owen. Like every girl in Winston, she tries to be right and good and holy. If she isnât the Lord of the Wood will take her, and sheâll disappear like so many other girls before her.
But living up to the rigorous standards of the town takes its toll. One night, when Owen wonât stop screaming, Leah wishes him away, and the Lord listens. The screaming stops, and all thatâs left in the crib is a small bundle of sticks tied with a ribbon.
Filled with shame and the weight of the townâs judgment, Leah is forced to cross the river into the Lord of the Woodâs domain to bring Owen back. But the devilish figure who has haunted Winston for generations isnât what she expects. He tells her she can have her brother backâfor the price of a song. A song that Leah will have one month to write.
Itâs a bargain that will uncover secrets her hometown has tried to keep buried for decades. And what she unearths will have her questioning everything sheâs been taught to fear.
Growing up in the small town of Winston, Pennsylvania feels like drowning. Leah goes to church every Sunday, works when she isnât at school, and takes care of her baby brother, Owen. Like every girl in Winston, she tries to be right and good and holy. If she isnât the Lord of the Wood will take her, and sheâll disappear like so many other girls before her.
But living up to the rigorous standards of the town takes its toll. One night, when Owen wonât stop screaming, Leah wishes him away, and the Lord listens. The screaming stops, and all thatâs left in the crib is a small bundle of sticks tied with a ribbon.
Filled with shame and the weight of the townâs judgment, Leah is forced to cross the river into the Lord of the Woodâs domain to bring Owen back. But the devilish figure who has haunted Winston for generations isnât what she expects. He tells her she can have her brother backâfor the price of a song. A song that Leah will have one month to write.
Itâs a bargain that will uncover secrets her hometown has tried to keep buried for decades. And what she unearths will have her questioning everything sheâs been taught to fear.
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Tori Bovalino is the editor of the bestselling horror anthology The Gathering Dark and the author of Not Good for Maidens. She lives in London.
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