The book begins with the most innocent of premises: A young Manhattan couple moves into a larger apartment as they get ready to start a family. Rosemary becomes pregnant just as her husband, a struggling actor, finally lands a Broadway role while becoming devoted to the eccentric elderly couple next door, who take Rosemary under their wing. Initial uneasiness at their ministrations turns into a growing suspicion of their motives, and Rosemary begins to imagine all sorts of dark doings. Or is she imagining them? The suspense ratchets up as what she expects while she’s expecting takes a diabolical turn—proving, of course, that just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they aren’t out to get you. The devil is in the details.
I read this in high school (for fun), and this book completely freaked me out. If you like a psychologically terrifying story, this could be one for you.
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