01899cam a2200349 i 450000100090000000300080000900500170001700600190003400700030005300800410005601000170009702000360011402000330015002000420018304000230022504100080024804200080025605000240026408200110028810000290029924500380032825000440036626400490041030000230045933600260048233700280050833800270053652009180056365000260148165000230150765500190153022729992BJBSDDR20250220102511.0a|||||r|||| 00| 0 ta220730s2022    nyu           000 1 eng    a  2022943661  a9781538742570 (trade paperback)  a1538742578 (trade paperback)  z9781538768549 (large print paperback)  aDLCbengerdacDLC  aeng  apcc14aPS 3613bM478h 202200a813/.61 aMcFadden, Freida,d1980-14aThe housemaid /cFreida McFadden.  aFirst Grand Central Publishing edition. 1aNew York :bGrand Central Publishing,c2022.  a325 pages ;c21 cm  atextbtxt2rdacontent  aunmediatedbn2rdamedia  avolumebnc2rdacarrier  a"Every day I clean the Winchesters' beautiful house top to bottom. I pick up their daughter from school. And I cook a delicious meal for the whole family before heading up to eat alone in my tiny room on the top floor. I try to ignore how Nina makes a mess just to watch me clean it up. How she tells strange lies about her own daughter. And how her husband, Andrew, seems more broken every day. But as I look into Andrew's handsome brown eyes, so full of pain, it's hard not to imagine what it would be like to live Nina's life. The walk-in closet, the fancy car, the perfect husband... I try on one of Nina's pristine white dresses once. Just to see what it's like. But she soon finds out... and by the time I realize my attic bedroom door only locks from the outside, it's far too late. But I reassure myself: the Winchesters don't know who I really am. They don't know what I'm capable of..."--Page 4 of cover 4aNovela estadounidense 4aNovela de suspenso 7aNovels.2lcgft