Truly a gem of a book, published fifty years ago and aging quite well! Crawlspace is narrated first person by Albert Graves. Albert, after some heart trouble, takes and early retirement and he and his wife, both city folks, buy a little house in a small town in New England. Lieberman is never very specific when it comes to place; just about any small town would do. Albert tells the story as something of a confession, stating on the first page that he needs to rid himself of it so he can live in peace.
Shortly after Albert and Alice his wife move to their new home, an oil truck arrives and Richard Atlee, the oil guy, goes down to service their furnace. He stays down there all day, and when he finally comes up, Albert and Alice invite him to stay for dinner. A few weeks later, Richard stops by again, but this time not driving the oil wagon, but walking up from the backyard. Again he goes into the basement all day and once again, Albert and Alice invite him for dinner.
A few weeks later, Albert and Alice notice a funny smell in the kitchen and Albert goes into the crawlspace under it and finds something like a nest there, surrounded by dried bones and half-eaten bodies of small animals. No surprise here, but the couple shortly find Richard living in their crawlspace. Richard is a real odd one-- truculent maybe, but very taciturn at the same time-- they reach a sort of uneasy truce over the holidays. Richard stays in the crawlspace, but is allowed to use the bathroom on the first floor; he leaves early in the morning and comes home late at night. Finally, after Richard is cajoled to coming up for Christmas dinner and given new cloths, he agrees to stay in a spare room on the first floor. Thus begins the start of a strange, co-dependent dream which eventually turns into a nightmare.
Enough plotting. What makes this so special is the way Lieberman carefully, but subtlety maps out the relationships among the three main protagonists. Alice at first sees Richard as the child she never had (Richard is probably around 20) and Richard is definitely a hard worker. He paints the house, he revamps the wiring, he builds a new stone wall around the property, he cooks them breakfast and dinner, he gradually leaves Alice and Albert nothing to do!
I thought the blurb on the cover page by the Philadelphia Bulletin put it nicely: "Memorable, haunting tale of love, fear, hate, and the tragic insufficiency of intentions." I guess some could call it horror, as there are some scary aspects, but I think tragedy is a better categorization for it. Albert and Alice are characters you feel you have known a long time and Richard, while decidedly odd, comes off as a needy young adult just about dying to do anything he can for his new family. Unfortunately, Alice and Albert do not realize just how needy Richard really is, and when they finally do, it is a little too late. This one will stick around in my brain for awhile. 4.5 stars rounding up!