A narrative that reshapes modern fantasy: lively, frightening, and elegiac—pure as a dream, fragile as a butterfly’s wing, dangerous as a knife from the darkness, in the hands of a genius storyteller like Neil Gaiman.
For our hero it all began forty years ago, when a tenant stole their family car and ended his life in it by suicide—stirring up ancient forces that would have been better left undisturbed. Dark creatures escaped from the afterworld, and the hero will need literally everything just to stay alive: primeval terror and constant threat hang over his family, and they come from powers united to destroy him.
His only protection is three women living on a farm at the end of the lane. The youngest swears that their pond for ducks is actually an ocean, and the oldest remembers the Big Bang.