Read an excerpt from The Ferryman by Justin Cronin

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Justin Cronin

Hunter (England); Ballantine Books (WE)


It is daybreak when he crawls out of the home. The air is cool and recent; Birds sing within the timber. In every single place, the sound of the ocean, the world’s largest metronome, beats beneath a velvety sky of falling stars. She walks across the backyard in her pale nightgown. His steps aren’t hesitant, simply unhurried, virtually affectionate. What a ghostly determine this lone determine should appear like, hovering amongst flowerbeds, howling fountains, and hedges adorned with bloodstained creases. The home behind…

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