“That’s the point of books, isn’t it? To be passed from hand to hand, until they fell apart. Part of the great river of life.”
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When Hannah and her neurodivergent son, Nicky, move from the US to England to care for a family member’s home for the summer they stumble upon a skeleton in a long forgotten part of the house.
Sounds intriguing, right?
Well, unfortunately I found this one to be a bit of a snoozefest. It’s more women’s fiction than historical fiction or mystery. The structure reminded me a little of The Lost Apothecary only instead of seeing the timeline in the past we are told about it, in very brief snippets. Sometimes via long lists of entries in a budget ledger or a library check out list. I like these elements in theory but the execution here didn’t work for me.
I was frustrated at Hannah about the decisions she was making in her life. Her husband was awful, her son wasn’t getting proper care and yet they had plenty of time to moan about potentially what could have happened to this skeleton. Meanwhile, we didn’t really get enough details about the prior timeline to put real meat on the bones. ⭐️⭐️💫
Thanks to Netgalley for advanced access to this one. All opinions above are my own but just because I didn’t love this one doesn’t mean you won’t.
What’s the last book you had high hopes for but just didn’t work for you?
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