The book was a difficult going to begin with, but thanks to the encouragement of friends, I pulled it back up and got to it. To my amazement, the book bewitched me back into it – zip zap zoom. And I was flying with the pages, I didn’t ever want to stop reading it till the end. I read through the night till 4am. Whew!!
The story had Eve and daughter Isabelle selling their home Fox Cottage and Claire and family buying it. Both had Tim in common Claire’s partner and Isabelle’s ex… Then the house started breathing and spitting its warnings. Things started disappearing and appearing at new places…
I love Lucy Dawson books, they had the right amount of mystery to make it a rocking ride. This book too had mystery but with hints of horror with ouija board, planchette, spirits, seance, poppets, and holy water sprinkled in all the rooms by the priest. The book was just in the right side to creepy. Wow!! Absolute fun!!
Lucy was brilliant; the mystery started seeping through the pages at strategic points duly crafted by her to increase my interest. It ensnared me, bound me to it, one twine after another, some of them tighter than the others. Once the book picked up speed, I kept running into its various twists, which dragged me into the dark drafty corners just like the rooms of Fox Cottage.
This was one dark creepy read which kept me quite confused I kept hating and liking the characters alternately as I kept getting to know them. They were both interesting and unlikable.
Till the story came to a climatic horrifying finish which had me gasping. This fiery finale was the perfect culmination of the lies and truths, of realities and horror, of human and spirit.
I couldn’t stop thinking about this book, how sometimes the most gruesome of things are missed and wrongly labeled as childhood trauma. I was chilled to the bone for a long time!!
I received an ARC from NetGalley and publisher Bookouture, and this is my journey into its pages, straight from the heart!!
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I look down at her, lying fast asleep – always my little girl, and so beautiful. She gives a low moan as her head turns restlessly on the pillow. It reminds me of the soft growl of a cornered animal. Where is my poor child? What is she dreaming?
People always notice my daughter, Isobel. How could they not? Incredibly beautiful… until she speaks.
An unsettling, little-girl voice, exactly like a child’s, but from the mouth of a full-grown woman.
Izzie might look grown-up, but inside she’s trapped. Caught in the day it happened – the day that broke her from within.
I know why my daughter is the way she is. There’s nothing I could have done to save her… is there?
Publication Date: 6th December 2018