We Have Always Lived In The Castle:
Shirley
Jackson’s deliciously unsettling novel about a perverse, isolated, and possibly
murderous family takes readers deep into a labyrinth of dark neurosis, macabre humor, and gothic atmosphere.
Six
years after four family members died suspiciously of arsenic poisoning, the
three remaining Blackwoods—elder, agoraphobic sister
Constance; wheelchair-bound Uncle Julian; and eighteen-year-old Mary Katherine,
or Merricat—live together in pleasant isolation. Merricat has developed an idiosyncratic system of rules and
protective magic to guard the estate against intrusions from hostile villagers.
But one day a stranger arrives—cousin Charles, with his eye on the Blackwood
fortune—and manages to penetrate into their carefully shielded lives. Unable to
drive him away by either polite or occult means, Merricat
adopts more desperate methods, resulting in crisis, tragedy, and the revelation
of a terrible secret.