A House with Good Bones

 A House with Good Bones by T. Kingfisher, 247 pages.

Although she's upset about her archeological dig being delayed indefinitely, archaeoentomologist Sam isn't upset to spend some time visiting her mom. Even if that does mean going back to the house she grew up in, which previously belonged to her late grandmother (a real piece-of-work) and is in a middle-of-nowhere suburb with no cell service. However, it soon becomes obvious something is wrong. Her kind and generous mother seems terrified of something she won't talk about, all of the walls have been painted beige, and there's not a single insect in the her grandmother's prized rose garden. As the ominous events keep adding up, Sam may have to start believing in things she can't imagine. 

This was a pretty neat little horror novel. The tension kept building slowly, in a way that was almost palpable by the climax. One of my only complaints was that it felt like the tension broke almost as soon as I was really starting to feel it. T. Kingfisher's characters are, as always, great. I would definitely recommend this for someone looking for a haunted house book that isn't too scary.