{"product_id":"malorie-isbn-9780593156872","title":"Malorie","description":"\u003cb\u003eIn the “fast-paced, frightening” (\u003ci\u003eThe New York Times Book Review\u003c\/i\u003e) sequel to \u003ci\u003eBird Box\u003c\/i\u003e, the inspiration for the record-breaking Netflix film starring Sandra Bullock,\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003ebestselling author Josh Malerman brings unseen horrors to life.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eNOMINATED FOR THE BRAM STOKER AWARD • \u003c\/b\u003e“\u003ci\u003eMalorie\u003c\/i\u003e is even more of a psychological thriller than \u003ci\u003eBird Box,\u003c\/i\u003e and all the scarier for it.”—\u003ci\u003eThe Wall Street Journal\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTwelve years after Malorie and her children rowed up the river to safety, a blindfold is still the only thing that stands between sanity and madness. One glimpse of the creatures that stalk the world will drive a person to unspeakable violence.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThere remains no explanation. No solution.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAll Malorie can do is survive—and impart her fierce will to do so on her children. \u003ci\u003eDon’t get lazy, \u003c\/i\u003eshe tells them. \u003ci\u003eDon’t take off your blindfold. AND DON’T LOOK.\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut then comes what feels like impossible news. And with it, the first time Malorie has allowed herself to hope.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSomeone very dear to her, someone she believed dead, may be alive.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMalorie has already lost so much: her sister, a house full of people who meant everything, and any chance at an ordinary life. But getting her life back means returning to a world full of unknowable horrors—and risking the lives of her children again.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBecause the creatures are not the only thing Malorie fears: There are the people who claim to have caught and experimented on the creatures. Murmerings of monstrous inventions and dangerous new ideas. And rumors that the creatures themselves have changed into something even more frightening.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMalorie has a harrowing choice to make: to live by the rules of survival that have served her so well, or to venture into the darkness and reach for hope once more.“Utterly compelling . . . Malerman balances the novel’s various elements—family drama, road novel, supernatural thriller—with skill and genuine compassion for his characters and their blighted lives.” \u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eThe Washington Post\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“[An] epic journey”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eEntertainment Weekly\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“Scarily prescient . . . \u003ci\u003eMalorie\u003c\/i\u003e amplifies the fears of \u003ci\u003eBird Box\u003c\/i\u003e tenfold.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eSyFy Wire\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“Malerman’s narrative matches the twists and tension of the first novel, and readers are likely to leave this book sufficiently shaken. The popularity of \u003ci\u003eBird Box\u003c\/i\u003e and the ubiquity of the 2018 Netflix adaptation all but guarantee high demand for this outstanding second foray into monsters and madness.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eBooklist\u003c\/i\u003e (Starred Review)\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“Essential worldbuilding is seamlessly interwoven in a narrative paired with enlightening flashbacks into Malorie’s childhood, making this a solid stand-alone. Malerman will no doubt add to his legions of fans with this title ripe for readers of any genre seeking an intensely thrilling ride.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eLibrary Journal\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“You know how you sometimes begin a series on Netflix and you tell yourself ‘I’m just going to watch one episode’ but ten hours later you’ve binged the entire series because the story is so relentlessly compelling? This is the book version of that experience. Not only did I read this book in one sitting, it still haunts me, swirling in my imagination even as I write this.”\u003cb\u003e—Jamie Ford, \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author of \u003ci\u003eHotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Malerman is one of the most intelligent writers of horror fiction working today. His books approach literary fiction, and each feels like an instant classic.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eBookreporter\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“Once Malerman hits the gas you better hang on tight, because he doesn’t let up until the stunning finish.”\u003cb\u003e—Philip Fracassi, author of \u003ci\u003eBehold the Void\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“Malerman masterfully evokes apocalyptic horrors via understatement and suggestion while facilitating suspension of disbelief through nuanced characterization and thoughtful worldbuilding.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/i\u003e (starred review)\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cb\u003eJosh Malerman\u003c\/b\u003e is a \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author and one of two singer\/ songwriters for the rock band The High Strung. His debut novel, \u003ci\u003eBird Box,\u003c\/i\u003e is the inspiration for the hit Netflix film of the same name. His other novels include \u003ci\u003eUnbury Carol\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eInspection\u003c\/i\u003e. Malerman lives in Michigan with his fiancée, the artist\/musician Allison Laakko.\u003cb\u003eONE\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTom is getting water from the well. It’s something he’s done every other day for the better part of a decade, the three of them having called Camp Yadin home for that long. Olympia believes the camp was once an outpost in the American frontier days. She’s read almost every book in the camp library (more than a thousand), including books on the history of Michigan. She says the camp lodge was most likely once a saloon. Cabin One was the jail. Tom doesn’t know if she’s right, though he has no reason not to believe her. It was a Jewish summer camp when the creatures came, that much is for sure. And now, it’s home.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Hand over hand,” he says, taking the rope that connects Cabin Three to the stone lip of the well. He says it because, despite the ropes that tie every building to one another (and even link Cabin Ten to the H dock on the lake), he’s trying to come up with a better way to move about.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTom loathes the blindfolds. Sometimes, when he’s feeling particularly lazy, he doesn’t use one at all. He keeps his eyes closed. But his mother’s never-ending rules remain firm in his mind.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eClosing your eyes isn’t enough. You could be startled into opening them. Or something could open them for you.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSure. Yes. In theory Malorie is right. In theory she usually is. But who wants to live in theory? Tom is sixteen years old now. He was born into this world. And nothing’s tried to open his eyes yet.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Hand over hand.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe’s almost there. Malorie insists that he check the water before bringing it up. She’s told him the story of two men named Felix and Jules many times. How his namesake, Tom the man, tested the water the two brought back, the water everybody was worried could be contaminated by a creature. Tom the teen likes that part of the story. He relates to the test. He even relates to the idea of new information about the creatures. Anything would be more to work with than what they have. But he’s not worried about something swimming in their drinking water. The filter he invented himself has taken care of that.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd besides, despite the way Malorie carries on, even she can’t believe water can go mad.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Here!” he says.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe reaches out and touches the lip before bumping into it. He’s made this walk so many times that he could run it and still stop before the stone circle.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe leans over the edge and yells into the dark tunnel.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Get out of there!”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe smiles. His voice echoes—the sound is a rich one—and Tom likes to imagine it’s someone else calling back up to him. For as lucky as they are to have chanced upon an abandoned summer camp with numerous buildings and amenities, life gets lonely out here.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Tom is the best!” he hollers, just to hear the echo.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNothing stirs in the water below, and Tom begins to bring the bucket up. It’s a standard crank, made of steel, and he’s repaired it more than once. He oils it regularly, too, as the camp giveth in all ways; a supply cellar in the main lodge that brought Malorie to tears ten years ago.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“A pipeline that delivers water directly to us,” Tom says, cranking. “We could put it exactly where the rope is now. It passes through the existing filter. All we’d have to do is turn a dial, and presto. Clean water comes right to us. No more hand over hand on the rope. We wouldn’t have to leave the cabin at all.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNot that the walk is difficult. And any excuse to get outside is a good one. But Tom wants things to improve.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt’s all he thinks about.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe bucket up, he removes it from its hooks and carries it back to Cabin Three, the largest of the cabins, the one he, Olympia, and Malorie have slept in most of these years. Mom Rules won’t allow Tom or Olympia to sleep anywhere else, despite their growing needs, a rule that Tom has so far followed.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSpend all day in another one if you need to. But we sleep together.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStill. A decade in.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTom shakes his head and tries to laugh it off. What else is there to do? Olympia has told him in private about the differences in generations that she’s read about in her books. She says it’s common for teenagers to feel like their parents are “from another planet.” Tom definitely agrees with the writers on that front. Malorie acts as if every second of every day could be the moment they all go mad. And Tom and Olympia both have pondered aloud, in their own ways, the worth of a life in which the only aim is to keep living.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Okay, Mom,” Tom says, smiling. It’s easier for him to smile about this stuff than not. The few times outsiders have passed through their camp, their home, Tom has been able to glean how much stricter Malorie is than most. He’s heard it in the voices of others. He saw it regularly at the school for the blind. Often, it was embarrassing, living under her thumb in public. People looked at her like she was. . . . ​what’s the word Olympia used?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAbusive.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYes. That’s it. Whether or not Olympia thinks Malorie is abusive doesn’t matter. Tom thinks she is.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut what can he do? He can leave his blindfold inside. He can keep notes and dream of inventing ways to push back against the creatures. He can refuse to wear long sleeves and a hood on the hottest day of the year. Like today.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAt the cabin’s back door, he hears movement on the other side. It’s not Olympia, it’s Malorie. This means he can’t simply open the door and place the bucket of water inside. He needs to put that hood on after all.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Shit,” Tom says.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSo many little dalliances, so many quirks of his mother’s that get in the way of him existing on his own, the way he’d have it done.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe sets the bucket in the grass and takes the long-sleeved hoodie from the hook outside. His arms through the sleeves, he doesn’t bother with the hood. Malorie will only check an arm.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe bucket in hand again, he knocks five times.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Tom?” Malorie calls.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut who else would it be?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Yep. Bucket one.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe will gather four buckets today. The same number he always retrieves.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Are your eyes closed?”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Blindfolded, Mom.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe door opens.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTom hands the bucket over the threshold. Malorie takes it. But not without touching his arm in the process.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Good boy,” she says.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTom smiles. Malorie hands him a second bucket and closes the door. Tom removes the hoodie and puts it back on the hook.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt’s easy to fool your mom when she’s not allowed to look at you.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Hand over hand,” he says. Though really now he’s just walking alongside the rope, bucket in one hand. Malorie’s told him many times how they did it in the house on Shillingham, the house where Tom was born. They tied the rope around their waists and got water in pairs. Olympia says Malorie talks about that house more often than she realizes. But they both know she only talks about it up to a point. Then, nothing. As if the ending of the story is too dark, and repeating it might bring it back upon her.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAt the well, his arms bare below the short sleeves, Tom secures the second bucket and turns the crank. The metal clangs against the stone as it always does but despite the contained cacophony, Tom hears a foot upon the grass to his left. He hears what he thinks are wheels, too. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA wheelbarrow pushed past the well.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe stops cranking. The bucket takes a moment to settle.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSomeone’s here. He can hear them breathing.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe thinks of the hoodie hanging on the hook.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnother step. A shoe. Dry grass flattens in a different way beneath a bare foot than it does the solid sole of a shoe.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA person, then.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe does not ask who it is. He doesn’t move at all.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA third step and Tom wonders if the person knows he’s here. Surely they had to have heard him?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Hello?”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt’s a man’s voice. Tom hears paper rustling, like when Olympia flips pages while reading. Does the man have books?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTom is scared. But he’s thrilled, too.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA visitor.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStill, he does not answer. Some of Malorie’s rules make more sense in the moment.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTom steps away from the well. He could run to the cabin’s back door. 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