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by Tananarive Due

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When Hilton was just a boy, his grandmother sacrificed her life to save him from drowning. Thirty years later, he begins to suspect that he was never meant to survive that accident, and that dark forces are working to rectify that mistake.

When Hilton's wife, the only elected African-American judge in Dade County, FL, begins to receive racist hate mail, he


When Hilton was just a boy, his grandmother sacrificed her life to save him from drowning. Thirty years later, he begins to suspect that he was never meant to survive that accident, and that dark forces are working to rectify that mistake.

When Hilton's wife, the only elected African-American judge in Dade County, FL, begins to receive racist hate mail, he becomes obsessed with protecting his family. Soon, however, he begins to have horrible nightmares, more intense and disturbing than any he has ever experienced. Are the strange dreams trying to tell him something? His sense of reality begins to slip away as he battles both the psychotic threatening to destroy his family and the even more terrifying enemy stalking his sleep. Chilling and utterly convincing, The Between follows the struggles of a man desperately trying to hold on to the people and life he loves, but may have already lost. The compelling plot holds readers in suspense until the final, profound moment of resolution.

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A Guran
Ms. Due has written a haunting first novel that layers the world that is with worlds that might be. Elements of suspense, Ghanaian folk legend, ghost tales, and a family love story are braided into a suspenseful rope that pulls one readily along.

Deftly handling components of an all-too-true-to-life racist psycho, the protagonist's warning and mind-destroying vision-dreams, and a convincing set of characters, the author holds one's attention with a sure style and fast-moving plot. I read its 271 pages straight through in one sitting.

In The Between, the reader is clued in almost immediately that Hilton James' brushes with finality as a child were in no way final and that we are dealing with alternatives to the present reality that he must somehow accept in order to save his family. His struggle to understand what is happening to him and to protect his family are compelling.

The book's characterization of even minor characters is believeable. For those who would like instruction in how to portray a strong non central female character, the author's DeeDee James is a fine example. The two children in the story are a bit too good to be true, but they still manage to be more realistic than most novelized kids.

The Between frightens us because we believe, from the very beginning, that this can and/or did happen. It is a notable debut by an author who is worth hearing from again.

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Chapter One

Hilton looked at his watch and winced. Four o'clock. His wife's reception had started at three, and although the lodge was only a ten-minute drive from here, he was late even by Colored People Time standards.
"You got to go, right?" Danitra asked, her arms folded across her chest, not hiding the disappointment on her painted lips. Hilton was intrigued by lipstick, especially this shade as bright as blood, because Dede never wore it.
But then, Dede didn't have to.
"I'll be in trouble if I don't," Hilton said, glancing at the boxes stacked in the empty apartment. Anything to keep his eyes off of her black tank top, which she wore with a brazenness only a woman in her early twenties could. "You're all set here, Miss Thang. I know the elevator's broken, and it's not Buckingham Palace, but—"
"Oh, please," Danitra laughed. "Close enough. This is better than I thought it could get for me, Mr. James. And I won't mess it up this time over shooting up or a man or nothing else."
Metro-Dade police had referred Danitra to Hilton's drug-rehab center six months ago, when the remnants of her stitched-on, store-bought braids hung sloppily from her scalp, her lips were never quite closed and never quite dry, and her arms were swollen from needle tracks. Now her arms had dark bruises from the habit she would fight off all her remaining years, but they were also sculpted with muscles. Her faded jeans at last had a form to cling to, and cling they did.
This was a dangerous place for a married man to be today, Hilton thought. Higher intentions were one thing, but it was a plain fact the woman was looking good, and the two of them had spentthe past hour working up a healthy sweat carrying boxes and donated furniture up two flights of stairs to move her and her baby into a place they hadn't known for the infant's entire eighteen-month life: a home.
And Danitra had brains going for her. Even when she used to get high, she never shared needles, which kept her and her baby free of the disease that had decimated his clients who shot up. She had a strength that reminded him of his wife, with a will to match.
All of these qualities added, in his mind, to her general fineness. He couldn't help thinking about what might have happened between them if he were single, which he hadn't been in fifteen years. The bare, airy room felt too small for them both.
She read his mind. "You know, there was a time a man like you would have asked for my phone number. Back before I tore myself up like I did."
"A man like me would ask for your phone number now," Hilton said carefully, to reassure her that she should not be ashamed, "if a man like me weren't married."
"I guess you already got my number, don't you?" She took his hand and pressed it to her chest near her collarbone, where beneath a thin film of perspiration her skin felt touched with fever.
another time, a different doorway
another life
His lips parting slightly, Hilton gently pulled his hand away and patted her firmly on the shoulder. Danitra laughed at the brotherly gesture.
"Don't be looking at me like that, girl. I don't know what you want with an old man anyway."
"Not that old. I don't see no gray in that beard yet."
"You aren't looking closely enough."
"Well, I don't think I'd better look no closer, seeing as you have that ring on your finger and you won't take it off."
Still smiling, Hilton shook his head. Her attraction was flattering. "Damn. You don't give up, do you?" he asked.
"No, sir. That's why I'm standing where I am right now."
He saw a fleeting image of the two of them nude, entwined behind boxes on the carpeting, christening her new home, but he forced the thought away because he felt the heavy warmth of arousal growing beneath his stomach. He took a deep breath and pinched her cheek. "Good luck, sweetheart. I'm late. I'd better leave."
"Yeah," Danitra said, grinning knowingly, "you'd better."
As Hilton climbed into the dented Corolla he'd driven since grad school in the late 1970s, the thrill of temptation buzzed in his mind. Instead of regret, he felt a sense of power over it, knowing he had chosen not to act. He had Dede, who even now was being lauded as a newly elected circuit-court judge, the only black woman in Dade with that title; and together they had Kaya and Jamil, whom only a certified fool would risk willingly. Cute wasn't worth it. Ten times cute wasn't worth it.
He knew and respected men who didn't feel the same carnal allegiances—and he'd heard straight-faced arguments from black friends on how insulting it was to try to force fidelity, a European notion, on the descendants of African princes—but Hilton had already come too close to losing his own tribe from selfishness. Fucking around, as far as he was concerned, was just another form of selfishness. One he didn't dare explore.
The Elks lodge on Northwest Seventh Avenue was flanked by rented limousines with tinted windows and three Miami police cars, sirens flashing, just in case any restless have-nots nearby got ideas about crashing the bourgeois party. Seventh Avenue was otherwise occupied by storefronts badly in need of paint and customers; the Burger King across the street was bustling, but the African-fashions store next to the lodge was nearly empty. Hilton adjusted the kente-cloth necktie Dede bought him from the little shop as he excused himself past the huddles at the lodge door. Inside, he scanned the balloon-filled hall for his family.

Meet the Author

Tananarive Due is a Miami Herald columnist. A finalist for the Bram Stoker Award for a first novel, she is also included in Naked Came the Manatee, a collaborative mystery novel featuring Miami writers. She lives in Miami, FL.

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Between 4.1 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 14 reviews.
DelightedNovela More than 1 year ago
This book is about a man who escaped his death as a boy and as a result he suffers nightmares and extreme insomnia. He is faced with accepting his fate or continuing to live in turmoil along with tearing his family apart. I was reminded of the movie Final Destination while reading this story and though this was not my favorite book by this author, I still enjoyed it.
Guest More than 1 year ago
The Sister to Sister Book Club loved this book, this the second book by Ms. Due that we've read and enjoyed. Was is all real or just in his mind. A good page turner.
harstan More than 1 year ago
Three decades ago his grandmother died saving then almost ten years old African-American Hilton James from drowning. Over the years Hilton became a social worker in Miami and married a woman who has since become the first African-American to sit on the Miami bench they have two intelligent children. The James family seems to have everything going for them. --- However, as he nears his fortieth birthday, Hilton begins to suffer nightmares involving his grandmother¿s sacrifice. He ponders whether he was supposed to have died on that day thirty years ago. At the same time his wife receives hate mail threatening her children, her home and her husband from a felon she through the book at. Hilton personalizes the threat so he turns to a therapist for help to insure he will not freeze if the menace turns real. --- This great suspense thriller effortlessly combines supernatural elements with a strong mystery that totally enthralls the audience wondering what happens next. The two subplots tie together through the besieged Hilton who worries about the safety of his wife and children from a nasty racist while also wondering if the Grim reaper is reaching from the other side to rectify a mistake caused when his grand ma saved his life. Fans will ponder along side of the everyman middle class hero who willingly would cross if it kept his beloved family from harm however, he knows the threat to them is mortal unlike the perceived menace so he must remain in Florida even if it means battling Lucifer to do so. This is one author whose time for success is Due now. --- Harriet Klausner
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Guest More than 1 year ago
This book was slow and hard to follow. We don't think it should be labeled as a horror book.
Guest More than 1 year ago
i enjoyed this book first time i have read a book like this and i will be reading more of t. due's books...
Guest More than 1 year ago
I first read this book 5 years ago and I contue to read it, and read it trying to imagine everything the characters are envisioning. This book was written beautifly and the author has a wonderful way of describing the story and all the details of it--I definetly recommend this book, it is great! If it was to become a movie as long as they stay true to the author and the book it will definetly sell at the box office!
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book is very quirky, it tackles the myths that many blacks have about dreams, nightmares and mental-illness. At times it was frustrating because you wanted to know why the main character just didn't seek professional help. It is very heavy but thought provoking it makes you question the 'realness' of dreams. Just one of those books you have to read until the end then make up your mind.
Guest More than 1 year ago
The Between is a skillful thriller that keeps your heart racing from beginning to end! I love the way Due manages to situate seemingly ordinary characters into the most surreal and horrific circumstances. Aptly titled, the story takes the reader between two very different realities; a social worker living with his normal middle class family in Florida and a dark, disturbing parallel-world that haunts him. I'd definitely say I am now a fan!
Guest More than 1 year ago
This was an excellent story, written very well. Through most of the book I could picture the scenes. This book would be a terrific movie. I think she does a great job of describing what the character is experiencing and seeing. You feel as though you are there with the characters. A movie version would fit right in with the Sixth Sense, Blair Witch, and Unbreakable genre.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I read this book in two days. I simply could not put it down. It is by far the best thriller and chiller I have ever read. If you like Stephen King, you will love Tananarive Due. She is a excellent author.