This is a curious novel, one that I think is worth reading and rereading and perhaps in search of a better audience than me. We meet Molly, an paleonbotanist working on a dig. At the dig several objects, decidedly from various distinct time periods (in that their very existence suggests a time origin) appear too well within the dig to indicate pretty much anything other than bizarre phenomenon. In addition to this, she’s a mother of two children and is happening perhaps visions, perhaps delusions, […]
There were footsteps in the other room.
The Need by Helen Phillips