Already in its third printing, this popular novel tells the story of people from two different cultures--mountain and city--drawn together in a fight against the evil that stalks them all. Tuesday and Annabelle live in the same state but in two different worlds. Tuesday, educated and independent, lives in the city; Annabelle knows only the harsh life of the mountain cabin, where she lives with her husband and two other women he has taken as wives. Tuesday never knew that life could change so drastically in just a short time. When her car breaks down in sub-zero weather, she is faced with the...

After being brought up in poverty on the mountains above Winding Ridge, Patty is living an unaccustomed life of comfort and prosperity in Tuesday's suburban home, but she cannot completely relax, aware as she is of the looming menace of Jacob McCallister. Her haunting dreams foretell the fulfillment of his threat to hold Tuesday and her once again under his total control. The echo of his warning hangs over their everyday lives. The stress of living under the cloud of being taken back to the remote mountain cabin gives fodder to Patty's dreams, and her night screams keep Tuesday in constant...

From C. J. Henderson, author of two previous books in the Cabin series--a new novel set in the hills of West Virginia, a story about men and women and the secrets they keep . . . (DAISY AND AGGIE) started up the mountain, each carrying a bag with Aggie's meager possessions, although these days she had more clothing than she'd ever had. Joe was more thoughtful of the women's needs than Jacob had ever been. Under Jacob's care she'd posesssed only a few feedsack dresses. Now she had a few storebought ones and shoes that fit properly, and Joe had bought her a hairbrush, hand mirror, and comb. The...

PATTY COULDN'T TELL WHETHER THERE WERE PEOPLE LIVING IN THE house or not, but it was definitely the house she was looking for and obviously still under construction. The newness and grandeur of the house itself seemed odd, as it had been restored over an old stone foundation and built on grounds that had been neglected for years. Ornate gothic gates, attached to a seven-foot, ancient wrought-iron fence surrounding the property, stood one at each end of a brick driveway with weeds that, sprouting along the entire expanse, made it evident that the fence and gates had been put up in the distant...