The unnamed narrator of this story is in his fifties. He’s just finished giving a eulogy at a funeral and is feeling pretty aimless. As he’s driving around randomly, he comes across an old house near his childhood home. He realizes he’s actually been driving here all along; he’s been here before several times and visited the residents there but always forgets again when he goes to leave. This house is the site where when he was seven he had to face his fears and a pretty serious evil force hell-bent on destroying his world.
The inhabitants of this house were a grandmother, mother, and daughter—all essentially immortal and all-powerful. Existing here in Sussex, England for the time being to protect those unsuspecting from the evils that would destroy them. The youngest girl, Lettie Hempstock, is eleven physically but has clearly lived longer than any human could. She befriends our narrator and takes it upon herself to protect him when an evil from the woods buries itself deep inside him and takes over his household. Lettie must give everything to protect him and this plane of existence or it will surely perish in the worst way.
At 181 pages, you could easily read this after dinner before bed. It’s haunting and imaginative and just perfect for a bed time or camp fire story. Gaiman has definitely won me over and I recommend this to new and old fans alike.