A darkly humorous, surprisingly poignant, and utterly gripping debut novel about a guy who works in Hell (literally) and is on the cusp of a big promotion if only he can get one more member of the wealthy Harrison family to sell their soul.
Peyote Trip has a pretty good gig in the deals department on the fifth floor of Hell. Sure, none of the pens work, the coffee machine has been out of order for a century, and the only drink on offer is Jägermeister, but Pey has a plan—and all he needs is one last member of the Harrison family to sell their soul.
When the Harrisons retreat to the family lake house for the summer, with their daughter Mickey’s precocious new friend, Ruth, in tow, the opportunity Pey has waited a millennium for might finally be in his grasp. And with the help of his charismatic coworker Calamity, he sets a plan in motion.
But things aren’t always as they seem, on Earth or in Hell. And as old secrets and new dangers scrape away at the Harrisons’ shiny surface, revealing the darkness beneath, everyone must face the consequences of their choices.
I was so close to dnfing this cause it wasn’t what I was expecting, but it was so much better than if it had went the route I expected. The multiple POVs and multiple timelines intensified the twists and really enhanced the interconnectedness of the story.
This was just such an incredible story that tackled so many different themes and issues that I can’t even narrow them down. There was just so much depth to this tale and it had a lot to say. Looking back, it felt like a love letter to life and all those looking for its meaning.
