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From the author of joyous New York Times bestseller The House in the Cerulean Sea.
Welcome to Charon’s Crossing.
The tea is hot, the scones are fresh and the dead are just passing through.
When a reaper comes to collect Wallace from his own sparsely-attended funeral, Wallace is outraged.
Touching, tender, and truly delightful.\'- Gail Carriger, New York Times bestselling author of Soulless\'A witty, wholesome fantasy that’s likely to cause heart-swelling.\'- The Washington Post.
It\'s a beautiful book.\'- Charlaine Harris, no.1 New York Times bestselling author\'1984 meets The Umbrella Academy with a pinch of Douglas Adams thrown in.
Schwab, no.1 New York Times bestselling author of The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue\'A modern fairy tale about learning your true nature and what you love and will protect.
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Simply perfect.\'- V.
It is like being wrapped up in a big gay blanket.
So when he’s given one week to pass through the Door to the other side, Wallace sets about living a lifetime in just seven days.
Fans of A Man Called Ove and The Good Place will fall for this queer love story by TJ Klune.
Praise for TJ Klune\'s The House in the Cerulean Sea:\'I loved it.
But as Wallace drinks tea with Hugo and talks to his customers, he wonders if he was missing something.
The feeling grows as he shares jokes with the resident ghost, manifests embarrassing footwear and notices the stars.
He’d had no time for frivolities like fun and friends.
Then when Hugo, owner of a most peculiar tea shop, promises to help him cross over, Wallace reluctantly accepts the truth.
Yet even in death, he refuses to abandon his life – even though Wallace spent all of it working, correcting colleagues and hectoring employees.
But he begins to suspect she’s right, and he is in fact dead.
From the author of joyous New York Times bestseller The House in the Cerulean Sea.
Welcome to Charon’s Crossing.
The tea is hot, the scones are fresh and the dead are just passing through.
When a reaper comes to collect Wallace from his own sparsely-attended funeral, Wallace is outraged