Helga's Reviews > House of Glass

Evil isn’t merely a word. It’s a tangible, dimensional thing. It slithers through the air, shifting molecules and displacing energy as it considers various hunting grounds. Once it homes in on a target, its malevolent arc of electricity affixes to its prey.

A suspicious death, a silent child, divorcing parents.
Which parent does the child belong with?
Is one of them a danger to the child? Or is the child a danger to them?

Something evil lurks in the plastic house.

And why is everything in their creepy, suffocating house made of plastic?

What I liked about the book was its short chapters and the chills almost every chapter ending gave me and made me read the next one. The mystery surrounding the house and the family who live in it was also intriguing.

What I didn’t much like about the book, was some repetitious bits, some unbelievablenesses and as per usual, the recklessness of the intelligent protagonist in the face of danger.

That said, I for one, who has read her share of nauseatingly over-twisty psychological mysteries, solemnly promise that my eye-rolling was minimal.
Also, I wish the book would be adapted into a movie.