The Boy Who Drew Monsters: A Novel (2014) - Plot & Excerpts
Early on the Saturday before Christmas, she announced that she had some last-minute shopping to do and that she might return late because of the crowds. Midway through their oatmeal, the boys offered no rebuttal, just a wave of their spoons as she fled the house, winding a scarf around her neck, wrapped in layers of wool. A wet wind blew against the car, so she cranked up the heater for the short ride. Fat gray clouds scudded across the sky, heading over the ocean. She turned on the radio in time to catch the last few lines of “The Little Drummer Boy.” Blech, she mimed shoving her finger down her throat. That insipid lyric, that numbing tune. She poked the button on the dashboard to silence the song. She had been on edge for two weeks now, ever since that morning when Jack surprised her with a punch to the face. The bruise had faded, but she could still feel the sting. And then there was the weirdness with her husband, how he was seeing things out in the snow, how he refused to believe her when she heard those strange noises in the night.
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