WOODWORM

Tense, chilling’ Mariana Enriquez, author of Our Share of Night 'Lays bare intergenerational horror, feminine rage and the taking back of power' Stylist The house breathes. The house contains bodies and secrets. The house is visited by ghosts, by angels that line the roof like insects, and by saints that burn the bedsheets with their haloes. It was built by a small-time hustler as a means of controlling his wife, and even after so many years, their daughter and her granddaughter can’t leave.