Lullaby
A Novel
Prologue
At first, the new owner pretends he never looked at the living room floor. Never
really looked. Not the first time they toured the house. Not when the inspector
showed them through it. They'd measured rooms and told the movers where to set
the couch and piano, hauled in everything they owned, and never really stopped
to look at the living room floor.
They pretend. Then on the first morning they come downstairs, there it is,
scratched in the white-oak floor:
GET OUT
Some new owners pretend a friend has done it as a joke. Others are sure it's
because they didn't tip the movers. A couple of nights later, a baby starts to
cry from inside the north wall of the master bedroom.
This is when they usually call. And this new owner on the phone is not what our
hero, Helen Hoover Boyle, needs this morning. This stammering and whining. What
she needs is a new cup of coffee and a seven-letter word for "poultry." She
needs to hear what's happening on the police scanner. Helen Boyle snaps her
fingers until her secretary looks in from the outer office. Our hero wraps both
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