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The Lonely Toys — Miriam Lynch
A long ago death traps Angela Wallace in a world of terror…and deadly danger!
She was a still beautiful, once famous actress whose day had passed. Not even her handsome young husband could assuage the grief she still felt for her long dead child. Regularly, she left bright, shiny toys on the small, sad grave, and visited the nursery at the top of the house, its door locked to all but herself. And now she was ill, and it was necessary that a sympathetic companion be found for her...
A few months in the country, working for glamorous Helena Blaine - it was a perfect job for city bred Angela Wallace. She knew very little about Helena's past, or about Greywood, the house, but almost from the first she sensed there was something unwholesome and evil about both. And then a murderer struck, again and again, and Angela found she had waited too long to get away...
She was a still beautiful, once famous actress whose day had passed. Not even her handsome young husband could assuage the grief she still felt for her long dead child. Regularly, she left bright, shiny toys on the small, sad grave, and visited the nursery at the top of the house, its door locked to all but herself. And now she was ill, and it was necessary that a sympathetic companion be found for her...
A few months in the country, working for glamorous Helena Blaine - it was a perfect job for city bred Angela Wallace. She knew very little about Helena's past, or about Greywood, the house, but almost from the first she sensed there was something unwholesome and evil about both. And then a murderer struck, again and again, and Angela found she had waited too long to get away...