TÃtulo : |
When the wind blows |
Tipo de documento: |
texto impreso |
Autores: |
John Saul, Autor |
Editorial: |
Dell Publishing Co |
Fecha de publicación: |
1986 |
Número de páginas: |
348 p |
ISBN/ISSN/DL: |
978-0-440-19490-3 |
Idioma : |
Inglés (eng) |
Palabras clave: |
LITERATURA ESTADOUNIDENSE NOVELA ESTADOUNIDENSE TERROR |
Clasificación: |
S |
Resumen: |
The terrifying bestseller from the author of House of Reckoning The children were waiting. Waiting for centuries. Waiting for someone to hear their cries. Now nine-year-old Christine Lyons has come to live in the house on the hill--the house where no children have lived for fifty years. Now little Christie will sleep in the old-fashioned nursery on the third floor. Now Christie's terror will begin. A sound was coming to her. Her mind began to drift . . . Usually it came to her at night, when the wind was blowing. But today it was bright and clear; the wind was still. And yet the sound was there. A baby, crying out for its mother. Instinctively Diana knelt next to Christie and took the child in her arms. "It's all right," she whispered. "Everything's going to be all right." Perplexed, Christie looked into Diana's eyes |
When the wind blows [texto impreso] / John Saul, Autor . - Dell Publishing Co, 1986 . - 348 p. ISBN : 978-0-440-19490-3 Idioma : Inglés ( eng)
Palabras clave: |
LITERATURA ESTADOUNIDENSE NOVELA ESTADOUNIDENSE TERROR |
Clasificación: |
S |
Resumen: |
The terrifying bestseller from the author of House of Reckoning The children were waiting. Waiting for centuries. Waiting for someone to hear their cries. Now nine-year-old Christine Lyons has come to live in the house on the hill--the house where no children have lived for fifty years. Now little Christie will sleep in the old-fashioned nursery on the third floor. Now Christie's terror will begin. A sound was coming to her. Her mind began to drift . . . Usually it came to her at night, when the wind was blowing. But today it was bright and clear; the wind was still. And yet the sound was there. A baby, crying out for its mother. Instinctively Diana knelt next to Christie and took the child in her arms. "It's all right," she whispered. "Everything's going to be all right." Perplexed, Christie looked into Diana's eyes |
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