Ape House: A Novel (Random House Reader's Circle)
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The wildly entertaining new novel from the bestselling author of Water for Elephants.
Isabel Duncan, a scientist at the Great Ape Language Lab, doesn't understand people, but apes she gets—especially the bonobos Sam, Bonzi, Lola, Mbongo, Jelani, and Makena, who are capable of reason and communication through American Sign Language. Isabel feels more comfortable in their world than she's ever felt among humans—until she meets John Thigpen, a very married reporter writing a human interest feature. But when an explosion rocks the lab, John's piece turns into the story of a lifetime—and Isabel must connect with her own kind to save her family of apes from a new form of human exploitation.
steaming mug on the table in front of Amanda and took a seat across from her. She leaned forward, wrapped both hands around the mug, let go, and sat back without taking a sip. “Amanda, baby, what’s going on?” “I got a job,” she said, trying so hard to sound casual it broke his heart. “Why? Doing what?” “I’m writing a brochure about cleaning public restrooms. Next week I move on to the proper boiling of institutional uniforms and linens. After that, industrial kitchens.” John watched her
stripped the bedspread off and piled it in the corner beneath the air conditioner, which rattled and vibrated and spat through broken teeth. The carpet was slightly damp from a recent cleaning, and the room was suffused with the scents of rug shampoo and something vaguely sour. John cranked the air conditioner up to speed the drying process. He looked at the bed and called Topher. “Do you mind if I change hotels?” “I wouldn’t mind at all,” Topher said, “but the other hotels are booked solid.”
order—a Reuben sandwich and another beer. John heard further mutterings about murder and factory farming from the table beside him. Half an hour later, when the Reuben still hadn’t appeared, he ordered another beer, and then, twenty minutes later and after hearing from the harassed waiter about how backed up the kitchen was, another. Half an hour and another beer later, he gave up on the sandwich and asked the waiter to just bring the bill. As it was already getting dark, he gave up on the idea
box. Or a combo,” John said, although he had no idea why they were even having this conversation. Were they stalling while they figured out where to ditch his headless, handless torso? Would he end up in the dumpster beside the vending machine at the Buccaneer? “Pizza. You like pepperoni?” John swallowed heavily, noisily. The man, who John had decided was Jimmy (or at least operating in a Jimmy-type capacity) snapped his fingers toward the table. “Frankie, a pepperoni pizza. You heard our
the door shut behind him, Ivanka said, “Tonight, you sleep.” She blew a kiss in his direction. —— Back in his room, he pulled the magazine from its envelope. There, above his byline, was the title PORN KING PUTS SEX-CRAZED MONKEYS ON AIR! (John’s had been BIG BROTHER OR BIG LOVE? REALITY TELEVISION SHOWCASES AMOROUS APES.) It got worse. John’s paragraph, Formerly known as pygmy chimpanzees, bonobos were recognized as a separate species (Pan paniscus) in 1929. Peaceful, playful, and averse to