Hilltop House always remembered its first, how closely it watched them, how much they meant to it . . . and what it did to them. But Hilltop House has yet to find another like its first, until 𝘴𝘩𝘦 moves in. Cora is angry, and weird, and entirely unsuspecting. Her mother hides secrets, just as her grandmother did, and just as every neighbor seems to be doing. But the biggest secret is held by her sentient house, which enjoys rhymes, wants to enjoy Cora, and may or may not have done something to a baby . . . Hilltop House is here to play, and Hilltop House will get its way.