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In the tradition of Neil Gaiman (The Ocean at the End of the Lane), Scott Smith (The Ruins), and Jason Mott (The Returned), award-winning playwright Robert Levy spins a dark tale of alienation and belonging, the familiar and the surreal, family secrets and the search for truth in his debut supernatural thriller.

AS A BOY, HE VANISHED INTO THE WOODS. SOMETHING ELSE CAME BACK.

It’s a long way from the grit of New York City to the stark beauty of Nova Scotia, and many years separate Blue Whitley’s only two journeys between them. One occurred at age five, when his mother stole him away from the hinterlands of Canada. Now, twenty-five years later, he’s returning to sell a house left to him by a grandmother he barely remembers. Envisioning the trip as a week of countryside leisure, Blue is accompanied by his best friend Elisa, her stalwart husband Jeremy, and Gabe, his young and admiring co-worker. Starling Cove, however, is not your typical vacation spot. Blue senses secrets withheld. Strange whispers on the wind welcome him home, and at first he finds himself staring transfixed into the woods. Then he feels them gazing back. After a shocking discovery—that Blue went missing in these forests for weeks as a child—life as he knows it begins to fall apart. And when another abduction strikes, the truth about Starling Cove begins to emerge.

Told from all four characters' points of view, through lush, evocative prose Robert Levy conjures a fascinating, sinister landscape. A unique blend of taut psychological thriller and supernatural suspense, The Glittering World is a stunning debut novel about belonging and betrayal, the mysteries of the natural world and the secrets buried deep within the human heart.

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Robert Levy is a Harvard graduate subsequently trained as a forensic psychologist. He is also an award-winning playwright, having multiple shows developed Off Broadway. His work has been called “frank and funny” (Time), “idiosyncratic and disarming” (The New York Times), “ambitious and clever” (Variety), “smart” (Fantasy & Science Fiction magazine), and “bloody brave” (SFX magazine, UK).

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The Glittering World Chapter One


Blue was restless from the moment they took off. When the plane wasn’t bouncing it lurched, a bucking hard-core mosh against the unsteady rumble of the fifty-seater’s black fly buzz. Through the worst of it he white-knuckled the armrests. The shape of the plane unnerved him: the vessel tunneled like a mine shaft, like the endless tapering caverns he traveled in his dreams. He ran a pale hand through his tar-black hair and leaned his head against the window, though he’d given up on any chance of sleep, Ambien and a plastic cup of red wine sadly missing from the agenda on the brief morning flight.

All the while Gabe, unfazed, chattered away beside him. Going on about various cloud formations he’d spotted beyond the wing, whether the restaurant would still be standing when they returned to New York, his hope that a nomadic family of Sasquatches might have wandered as far east as Nova Scotia. It was strangely comforting, and Blue nodded when he thought he should. Still, he couldn’t help but peer across the aisle toward Elisa, her head buried in her husband Jason’s shoulder. Elisa had always hated flying, almost as much as Blue. He wished he were sitting next to her instead, misery and company and all that. Now it was Jason who was at her side, as fate and marital vows would have it.

He figured he’d catch some shut-eye in the rental car, but once his giddy traveling companions loaded their luggage and piled laughing into their late-model gray Cadillac, Blue knew there would be no sleep until they reached Cape Breton. He shifted in the backseat as the car pulled away from the curb. The glass and steel of the terminal juddered past, and the airport, along with the rest of Halifax, soon receded from sight. The brilliant bold sweep of the swollen Maritimes sky made his vision blur and his legs tremble, as if he had been at sea his whole life and was only now coming ashore.

Elisa settled on her sit bones in the passenger seat. She whipped out her vintage Konica—her constant companion of late—and shot a picture of her husband behind the wheel. Jason bopped his head and tapped his square, well-manicured nails against the steering column, emoting like the heir to Nat King Cole as he sang along to a big band tune on the radio. Gabe’s unfamiliarity with the song didn’t prevent him from humming his own form of accompaniment. Folded like a crab claw with his spearmint-green Pumas on the back of Elisa’s seat, he looked happy just to be along for the ride, busy doodling in his sketch pad with a black Sharpie, his writing hand scarred by a childhood burn. Gabe was a scrubby weed of a kid, not yet old enough to tend bar, someone Elisa and Blue would have gravitated toward back in their nightlife days; indeed, with his sleepy smile and tangled mop of dirty blond hair, Gabe was pretty. But young. In the bright light of day, the twenty-year-old looked strangely even younger than when he’d walked into Blue’s restaurant last winter to inquire about the Help Wanted sign in the window.

The four-hour drive stretched well into the afternoon, their destination a vacation house in the vicinity of the defunct Starling Cove Friendship Colony, the former commune where Blue was born. What recollection he had of the artists’ community was questionable at best, scratchy images of trees and mountains and possibly the façade of a crumbling brick building, spectral memories that might have been cribbed from photographs. Along the way they stopped at a Tim Hortons for coffee and lunch, then a Needs Convenience for gas and snacks; at a musty used-clothing chain store called Frenchy’s they spent nearly an hour. Blue, Elisa, and Gabe darted up and down the aisles to dig through the haphazardly compiled bins, Elisa with the enthusiastic determination of the fashion conscious, Blue and Gabe with the wariness of those who had spent grim youths forced into secondhand clothes. Jason hung back to make small talk with the matronly shopkeeper.

Blue came across a T-shirt of an eagle superimposed over an American flag superimposed over an image of the burning Twin Towers, the words Never Forget emblazoned across the front. “Hey, Jason,” he called out, and held the shirt up for inspection. “What do you think?”

“It’s uncanny.” Jason crossed the store and leaned in to scrutinize the garish image. “Seriously, this is exactly what it was like! Except for the giant eagle. Although I was a little distracted that morning.” He laughed, snagged the shirt from Blue, and tossed it back into the pile. It was good to hear him joke about it, considering.

“What did I miss?” Elisa emerged from the dressing room wearing nothing but a safari hat and an enormous and ill-fitting hockey jersey that ended halfway down her tanned and olive-skinned thighs, her camera slung from her neck as usual. “Something funny?”

“Extremely,” Jason said. “And now you’ll never know.” He flashed her a smile as he took her hand, and she placed the hat atop his head. Reflexively, Blue leaned past a rack of long coats to check if Gabe was close by; sweet, adoring Gabe, the only one in the world who looked out for him the way Elisa once did, which is to say completely. Why Blue attracted that kind of fervent attention was a different matter entirely.

“Hey, look.” Elisa gestured in the direction of the shop clerk. “She has your old ’do.” The woman’s short and spiky hair had a decidedly blue tinge from a cheapo concealing rinse that bore an uncomfortably close resemblance to Blue’s style from his lip-pierce and Manic Panic days. “You’ve returned to your people,” Elisa said, draping an arm over his shoulders. “At last.”

Though the name had stuck, Blue hadn’t dyed his hair in ages, not since his club kid days ended and he started work in real kitchens. Only photographs remained, and the nickname. “Why don’t you go blue again?” Gabe had asked one night in Brooklyn after they’d closed down the restaurant.

“It’s not me anymore,” he replied, a shoebox of his memorabilia from high school and beyond scattered across the counter. But what he’d meant was, I’m too old for that. Thirty years old with hair the color of a circus clown was not only unflattering but desperate. He wasn’t the same carefree boy of fifteen or even twenty-five, scraping together money for his daily meal of a single brick-sized burrito and a forty-ounce of St. Ides. “It is a bit childish, don’t you think?”

“?‘When I was a child, I spake as a child,’?” Gabe said in his oddly endearing way, and placed an old photo booth strip of Blue and Elisa back into the box. “?‘But when I became a man . . .’?”

And Blue thought he had. But here he found himself, overworked yet near penniless under the weight of crushing debt. He would have readily traded some of his cooking skills for an ounce of business acumen, but, alas, the intricacies of keeping the restaurant solvent had eluded him. Not exactly as planned.

Outside Frenchy’s to grab a smoke, his cellphone buzzed. Blocked call, unlisted: his mother. “Hello, my lovely boy,” she said, her voice weaker than ever. “How’s it going up there?”

“So far so good. How you? How’s your new, what do you call it, home health aide?”

“No use complaining.” She wheezed, breath heavy against the receiver. “So tell me. Where are you right now?”

“We’re still on the road.”

“You mean at the airport?”

“No, on our way up to Cape Breton.” Silence. “Mom?”

“You . . . You told me you were just going to see the lawyer in Halifax and sign the papers.”

“I figured we’d swing by the house first. You know, just to see it.”

“No, no, no. Your grandmother . . . No. You barely knew her, Mickey.”

“Whose fault is that?” Blue said, and immediately regretted it. Be nice, he reminded himself. You know how sick she is. How much she loves you. The sense memory of Bengay and Tiger Balm assaulted him.

This whole trip, though, it was colored by his mother and her decision to haul him as a child out of Canada twenty-five years prior. He often felt that she’d robbed him, taken away his claim to his grandmother, the community, and this land as a whole. And now that his grandmother had died, his only connection to her was the house she’d left him in her will, in the hope, perhaps, that he would return to Starling Cove. Little had Grandma Flora known he was so hard up for money that he would have no choice but to sell the house as soon as possible. He needed the rest of them along to make it feel less mercenary than it really was.

“She’s gone,” he said softly, and shook away the smell. “Don’t worry about me. Besides, it’s not like I’m alone, I’m up here with Elisa and Jason.” He cast an eye through the store window, though all he could see was his own distorted image reflected back at him from the smudged glass; too difficult to explain Gabe, who the glorified busboy was to Blue, and who he was not. “We’ll be fine. I swear.”

“Where are you staying?”

“I’m not sure exactly,” he lied. “About an hour from Starling Cove, I guess? Elisa has the directions.”

“Babe, listen to me for once in your life. Your grandmother, she was a very religious woman.” His mother’s voice had turned pensive and haunted. “She had a lot of strange beliefs, and some even stranger ones about my friends.”

“That you were all a bunch of drug-fiending hippies, right?” He forced himself to squint up into the sun, as if in censure. “That was a joke, by the way.”

“Aside from the lawyer, don’t tell anyone else what you’re doing up there. Trust me on this, please. I know you’re curious. But get it done and let that be the end of it.”

“Okay, okay.” There was no winning on this subject. “Mum’s the word. Promise.”

“Smart.” A long silence, punctuated by the hiss of her bedside oxygen tank. “Just be smart.”

Gabe came out of the store. He held the door open for Elisa and Jason, who exited arm in arm, Jason sporting the safari hat and Elisa with two plastic bags stuffed full of clothing.

“Hey, listen,” Blue said. “I should go.”

“Love you,” his mother said, almost as a plea. “Stay safe.”

“Love you too. I’ll be back in no time, really. The days will fly.”

“Who was that?” Elisa said as they got back inside the car.

“My mom. I told her we’re heading north.”

“Awww, Yvonne. How’d she take it?”

“Not thrilled.” Going up to Cape Breton was the latest of many disappointments he’d handed his mother in his quest to individuate himself, a process that began over a decade ago, when he moved out of their cramped Hell’s Kitchen apartment after high school. She came down with debilitating osteoporosis soon afterward, the first in a series of infirmities that overtook her in his absence. It seemed as if every time he did leave her side, it triggered some new calamity, a fall in the bathroom or a flare-up of shingles, and these days she was bedridden. Now that he had firmly extricated himself from her, there was an unspoken understanding that it was best he simply kept away.

“I left out the fact that we’re staying in Starling Cove proper,” Blue said. “She told me not to mention to anyone what we’re doing up here, so . . .”

“Well, seeing the house is the right thing to do,” Jason said from the driver’s seat. “How do you sell a house without taking a look at it?” Jason was ten years older than Blue and Elisa, and thus the reigning voice of reason and maturity; it was reassuring to have his explicit approval.

“It’s not about the house.” Elisa took a leftover iced coffee from the cup holder and used the straw to fish inside for ice. “Yvonne hated her mother. She doesn’t want anything to do with her. Even dead.”

“Is that true?” Gabe asked. “What happened?”

“I really don’t know,” Blue said. “She won’t talk about it. Never would, except to say that my grandmother was crazy. My mom and I left for the States when I was five. All I know is we moved so many times that after a while my grandmother couldn’t find us anymore. Which I’m pretty sure was the plan all along.” Grandma Flora’s lawyer had found him, though, hadn’t he? Three months since Blue had received word of her death and the house she’d bequeathed him. It had taken some time to pull the trip together.

Blue shrugged and dug inside his bag for his cigarettes. “Anyone mind if I smoke?”

“Actually, yes,” Elisa said. “I’m feeling kind of carsick. Sorry.”

“That’s okay. We’ll be there soon enough.” He sat back, slid down so his knees were against the back of Jason’s seat, and beat a slow tattoo on his jeans. Sure, there was the business with the house, but he chose to focus on the pleasures that awaited them. They were in store for a full week of leisure time he hadn’t dreamed of since opening Cyan two years ago: cooking for fun only and board games, whisky and beer, fires to build in the wood-burning stove highlighted in the rental-property listing. It was Elisa who convinced him that he was going to burn out if he didn’t take a breather, and Jason who forced his hand by booking the plane tickets. All in all, a welcome reprieve from the oppressive humidity of New York in August. It was the only time of year he’d consider closing down the restaurant.

Across the Canso Causeway and the swing bridge over the canal and they were on the island of Cape Breton. Blue thought about how long it had been since he’d last crossed the bridge, covering the same territory but in reverse, like an unraveled roll of film wound back inside its spool. As highway gave way to green mountain vistas of trees rooted upon jagged rock, a slowly simmering sense of familiarity began to sink in. Not so much as memory, more like he’d carried the landscape inside him, on a cellular level. He started to tingle.

Soon they were deep in the Highlands. Four lanes thinned to two, the road bracketed by balsam firs as well as the occasional hardwood tree, stick straight against the afternoon sky. According to the directions, they needed to circle half of Starling Cove, an inlet of St. Veronica’s Bay, before they found an access road that crept up the side of Kelly’s Mountain, the quarter-mile-high summit that towered over the cove and the surrounding areas.

The branches parted to make way for an unmarked, leaf-canopied drive, the mountain’s peak high above. The Cadillac’s square nose pitched up as it left the asphalt, then dropped with a startling thud before the car righted and wound its way around the mountain’s base. A hundred yards later, the surrounding trees gradually telescoped until feathery pine bristles began to massage the car’s exterior. They rolled into an open field, lush emerald grass bubbled up in mounds. A short side road ambled past overgrown hedges, through which weather-beaten cabins in an assortment of sizes and shapes could be glimpsed; Elisa lowered her window to take a passing shot.

A gaily painted two-story house appeared from the trees, yellow and trimmed with elaborate hatched latticework and wedding-cake eaves, Victorian in inspiration if not origin. Barely visible above the treetops was the slanted roof of another house, a little farther up the hill. This second house had a birch white face, its upper windows a slatted pair of dark and narrowed eyes, watchful. Blue recognized the teeth of its wide summer porch from the rental listing. He sat up and looked out the back window, a cotton padding of fog cast over what he presumed to be the water, the mist draping the bay below with the sun already lowering behind the mountain’s distant peak. The overcast sky flared with an abrupt and oppressive brightness like light off a mirror, and Blue, blinded, sq...

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