I am Hanja. I am not doing well. My life was nice, it really was. But it ended, the niceness. So I jumped through a store window. And then I woke up on the other side, here at Varden - my body covered with 160 stiches. This place is nothing like the outside, that is for sure. People are seriously crazy. My problem is that I do not really see the point of being here, alive. Except for Stetson, I guess. He makes life a little better. And Odin. And Mofa and Maria. And the Angel. But apart from them there is not much to live for. Actually, maybe for Freiner. And Hedda. And the stormcenter and Tussi and Formel and Ruben and Jørgen and Reza. At least they spice up my life, you might say.
The House of Crazy is a novel full of dramatic events and destinies, but also episodes and persons rendered with great humour and warmth. Karin Fossum takes care of her characters with tenderness and insight.
An outstanding novel.
Fossums best, so far...
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