THE SKELETON TREE

A dream house turns into a nightmare.

Wendy and Bruce Thornton realize that their house in Jasmine Close is too small for them. Tara, Wendy’s teenage daughter from her unhappy first marriage, and Katie and Jamie, their two active grade schoolers, find little room to spread out stamp collections or ride their bikes, much less entertain friends. Still, when The Ashes, a gracious old home facing onto Green Lane, comes onto the market, Wendy doesn’t take seriously the possibility that they might actually buy the house she’s always yearned for. A brief inspection at an open house confirms both her guesses: The house is indeed spacious, airy, and welcoming. It’s also badly neglected. Mrs. Duncan, the elderly widow who lived there, had neither the means nor the skills to repair the ancient plumbing or fix the collapsing roofs of the outbuildings. The sad state of the property is a mixed blessing: The price will certainly reflect the need for repairs, but those repairs will be costly. All Wendy’s calculations are rendered moot when a distant cousin dies and leaves her a legacy that will amply cover the purchase and remodeling. Bruce and the children gradually warm to the idea. Tara dreams of an extra room to entertain friends, and Jamie relishes the thought of riding his bike up and down the long driveway. Once they move into The Ashes, though, things go downhill. One of the cheerful workers who helps with the remodel is accused of murder. The children start to hear things that go bump in the night. Wendy and Bruce start to bicker. It’s hard to see what the moral is here: Since Wendy does nothing to deserve either her good fortune or bad, the only takeaway is don’t ever want anything.

A grim read.