+ feminism, fiction, friendship, jealousy, literature, obsession, Psychological fiction, psycopath, review, writing
Precious You by Helen Monks Takhar
‘Trusting you was my first mistake.’
To Katherine, twenty-four-year-old Lily Lunt is a typical ‘snowflake’. Soft, entitled, unflaggingly earnest, the privileged, politically correct millennial will do whatever she can to make it big as a writer, including leveraging her family’s connections. She’s got it easy. To Lily, Katherine Ross, a career woman in her early forties, is a holdover from another era: clueless, old-fashioned, and perfectly happy to build her success on the backs of her unpaid interns.
When Lily is hired as the new intern at Leadership magazine, where Katherine is editor in chief, her arrival threatens the very foundations of the self-serving little world that Katherine has built. But before long, she finds herself obsessively drawn to Lily, who seems to be a cruel reminder of the beauty and potential Katherine once had, things she senses Lily plans to use against her. Is Katherine simply paranoid, jealous of Lily’s youth as she struggles with encroaching middle age? Is Lily just trying to get ahead in the cutthroat world of publishing? Or is there a more sinister motivation at play, fuelled by the dark secrets they are both hiding? As their rivalry deepens, a disturbing picture emerges of two women pitted against each other across a toxic generational divide – and who are desperate enough to do anything to come out on top.
As unsettling as it is provocative, Precious You cuts to heart of questions surrounding modern female rivalry, obsession and deceit. Helen Monks Takhar delivers an explosive take on the contemporary workplace and the disparate generations that power it, turning the professional roles women play on their heads in a razor-sharp, revenge-driven thriller for our age.

My Review
You can read this book in two different ways. You can simply regard it as another psychological thriller featuring two main female protagonists or a protagonist and an antagonist, depending on whose shoes you are standing in, but if that is all you may be disappointed.
Or you can see it as something much deeper. A power struggle between two women who should have been helping and supporting each other in the male-dominated world of publishing. Two successful women. But no. This is a story about jealousy and obsession. And nepotism. To what extent will Lily’s Aunt Gemma turn a blind eye to Lily’s behaviour? She is ready to throw what should have been her ally in Katherine under a bus in order to protect Lily and push her to the top. Even though she knows what she’s done in the past. But this is also about rivalry. Gemma’s attempt to undermine Lily’s mum and show her how much more successful Lily can be with Gemma as her mentor.
Gemma says Katherine has become stale and Lily can help her writing by going to ‘copy camps’. Katherine is insulted and justifiably so. Many of us would have walked out at that point with heads held high. Or as Katherine would say ‘fuck it’.
But is this work-related competition all there is to it? This is personal and we need to know why. And just who is Ruth?
Katherine, however, is just as bad. She and partner of 20 years, Iain, have had an ‘open’ relationship. They can sleep with whoever they like so long as the other partner approves of their choices. We all know this will lead to trouble when Lily comes along. Katherine has used her interns as bed partners for years, including poor Asif, about whom she makes a racist slur to Lily. Big mistake as it will follow her wherever she goes. Lily’s generation don’t approve of ‘banter’ but then neither should they.
Katherine and Iain drink far too much. They think getting drunk is some kind of weird glue that keeps them together. Along with the lines of cocaine and the freedom they give each other. It’s killing them both but they can’t see it.
I became so invested in this book I just couldn’t stop thinking about it. I am not in my 40s or a millennial. I don’t really drink and I’ve never taken cocaine. I am a Baby Boomer born in the 1950s. We thought we had invented feminism. Us women in a battle against the patriarchy. I still believe that so I find this all rather sad. Katherine has turned everything we stood for on its head. It wasn’t, for us anyway, about being able to sleep around (the pill gave us freedom but that’s not the same thing as using people for sex or power) or drink till we fall down or push the younger generations out of the way. It was about women. Always about women.
I would have given this five stars apart from three things. Too much swearing till it really grated on me. One scene that was go gross and I’m not sure was necessary. And the degree of bitterness which I hope is not a reflection on Generation X. Stuck between us ‘over-privileged’ Baby Boomers and ‘snowflake’ millennials. All very interesting.
Many thanks to The Pigeonhole, my fellow Pigeons and the author for making this such an enjoyable read.
About the author
Helen Monks Takhar worked as a journalist, copywriter and magazine editor having graduated from Cambridge in 1997. She began her career writing for financial trade newspapers in 1999 before contributing to UK national newspapers including The Times and The Observer. Born in Southport, Merseyside in 1976, she lives in North London with her husband and two daughters. Precious You is her first novel.

+ Cornwall, family drama, fiction, Historical fiction, illegitimacy, review, romance, World War One, World War Two, writing
Daughters of Cornwall by Fern Britton
#DaughtersofCornwall @HarperCollinsUK @fictionpubteam @Fern_Britton

1918. The Great War is over, and Clara Carter has boarded a train bound for Cornwall – to meet a family that would once have been hers. But they must never discover her secret…
2020. Caroline has spent years trying to uncover the lies buried in her family history. And once she arrives in Cornwall, the truth finally seems to be in reach. Except with storm clouds gathering on the horizon, Caroline soon learns that some secrets are best left hidden…

My Review
I literally read this in two sessions. I wasn’t sure what to expect, this being my first Fern Britton novel, thinking it was probably a romance set in Cornwall or a bit like The Shell Seekers (though I loved that book in my thirties). How wrong I was! This is a tale of three generations of incredible women. Clara whose story is told partly by Clara herself and partly by her first and only true love, Bertie, during the First World War. Then it is the turn of her daughter Hannah, from the time she returns home from Penang in Malaya (as it was then called) where she and brother Edward were born, through to her time in the ATS during the second World War until 1947 and the illegitimate birth of her daughter Caroline.
We also hear from Caroline today, who has received a mysterious trunk containing letters, a Bible, a diary, clothes and other items which will tell her the true history of her family… and its secrets. All three women were born out of wedlock, but it didn’t stop them from being strong and courageous.
This book is truly remarkable. There are no holds barred when we are introduced to the horrors of the trenches, of the death, the rats, the bodies, the mud.
‘Mud’, says Bertie, ‘It was everywhere. In my eyes, my nose, my mouth, my ears. Men were going mad…. calling for their mothers……’
‘We fight, we carry the dead. We fight, we carry the dead’, he continues. Appalling.
The Second World War is not described in such horrific and graphic detail, but this is partly because the characters who were involved such as Hannah’s brother Edward in the RAF and Hannah in the ATS were fighting at more of a distance, while in Bertie’s case he was right in the thick of it, in the trenches, fighting at close quarters. And we see it from his point of view and in his beautiful letters to Clara.
I loved Hannah. She is so brave and resourceful. I wonder if I would have been like her. I hope so.
There is some romance too, but it takes place during both world wars when relationships developed very quickly, as partners had to return to the front or the air and knew that they might never come back.
I can’t praise this book enough. It has everything. Tears of sadness, tears of joy.
I only had one reservation about the unfolding of the story. Something that made me very sad, but that is the reality of what often happened, but I wish it could have been different. That’s all I’m saying. You’ll have to read it and decide for yourselves.
Many thanks to @annecater for inviting me to be part of #RandomThingsTours
About the author

Fern Britton is the highly acclaimed author of eight Sunday Times bestselling novels.
Born in London, into a theatrical family, Fern started her professional life as a stage manager. Theatre life was great fun but within three years, in 1980, she graduated to television and became a presenter on Westward Television. Here she achieved her ambition of living in Cornwall. Since then television has been her home. She spent 14 years as a journalist before presenting Ready, Steady, Cook for the BBC. This Morning for ITV came next where she won several awards and became a household name. Her interview programme Fern Britton Meets had guests including Tony Blair, Archbishop Desmond Tutu, Dolly Parton and Cliff Richard. Fern presented The Big Allotment Challenge (BBC2), For What It’s Worth (BBC1), Culinary Genius with Gordon Ramsay (ITV)
Fern’s novels are all set in her beloved Cornwall. Her books are cherished for their warmth, wit and wisdom, and have won her legions of loyal readers. Fern was a judge for the Costa Book of the Year Award and a supporter of the Reading Agency, promoting literacy and reading.
Fern turned her talents to acting last year when she starred as Marie in Gary Barlow and Tim Firth’s award-winning musical Calendar Girls.
Fern has twin sons, two daughters and lives in Cornwall in a house full of good food, wine, family, friends and gardening books. She has a motor cycle licence, an honorary doctorate for services to broadcasting and charity, and is a member of Mensa!

+ fiction, friends, friendship, Ghost story, haunting, love, mystery, obsession, Psychological fiction, relationships, review, supernatural, writing
I Am Dust by Louise Beech
When iconic musical Dust is revived twenty years after the leading actress was murdered in her dressing room, a series of eerie events haunts the new cast, in a bewitching, beguiling and terrifyingly dark psychological thriller…
The Dean Wilson Theatre is believed to be haunted by a long-dead actress, singing her last song, waiting for her final cue, looking for her killer. Now Dust, the iconic musical, is returning after twenty years. But who will be brave enough to take on the role of ghostly goddess Esme Black, last played by Morgan Miller, who was murdered in her dressing room? Theatre usher Chloe Dee is caught up in the spectacle. As the new actors arrive, including an unexpected face from her past, everything changes. Are the eerie sounds and sightings backstage real or just her imagination? Is someone playing games?
Is the role of Esme Black cursed? Could witchcraft be at the heart of the tragedy? And are dark deeds from Chloe’s past about to catch up with her? Not all the drama takes place onstage. Sometimes murder, magic, obsession and the biggest of betrayals are real life. When you’re in the theatre shadows, you see everything. And Chloe has been watching…

Magical realism is my favourite genre, but I Am Dust is all out supernatural featuring dead crows, bad dreams, Ouija boards, strange voices and ghostly happenings. And I lapped it up. Every scene and every word. Brilliantly written, it revolves around three teenagers in 2005 who mess around with dark things they don’t understand (… didn’t we all? OK that’s just me then). The story jumps around from Chloe, Jess and Ryan in 2005 to Chloe in 2019 working as an usher 14 years later in the same theatre where the murder happened during a performance of the musical Dust. So who killed the lead actress Morgan Miller? We need to wait a long time to find out. I only guessed at the very end. There were some clues but neither I nor the teenagers (or their adult versions) picked them up.
There is intrigue aplenty, plus jealousy and obsession. Ryan loves Jess but not as much as he wants power and riches. Chloe also loves Jess but not as much as Jess wants fame and fortune. Is Chloe psychic? Her Aunt Rosa thought so. Or is she a witch?
There is a bit of comedy with Chloe’s friend Chester who is also an usher at the theatre and brings some light relief to the proceedings. We also touch (sensitively) on serious subjects such as self-harm and teenage suicide but are these connected to the hauntings or are they coincidences?
When Dust is revived in the same theatre in 2019 (it closed after the murder and never re-opened), many people believe the show is cursed. But is it or is this just the media keeping the myth and hype alive?
I can’t praise this book enough. It’s spooky and entertaining and I love the séance scenes with the words spelled out.
YOU THREE NEVER BE UNDER ONE ROOF
I AM DUST
About the Author
Louise’s debut novel, How to be Brave, was a Guardian Readers’ pick in 2015 and a top ten bestseller on Amazon. The Mountain in my Shoe longlisted for the Guardian’s Not The Booker Prize 2016. The Sunday Mirror called Maria in the Moon ‘quirky, darkly comic, original and heartfelt’. It was also a Must Read in the Sunday Express and a Book of the Year at LoveReadingUK. The Lion Tamer Who Lost was described as ‘engrossing and captivating’ by the Daily Express. It also shortlisted for the RNA’s Romantic Novel of the Year and longlisted for the Polari Prize 2019. Call Me Star Girl hit number one on Kobo. It also longlisted for the Not The Booker Prize and won the Best magazine Big Book Award 2019. I Am Dust is out now and was a Top Six pick in Crime Monthly and a LoveReadingUK Monthly Pick.

Click here to buy I am Dust on Amazon.
Kidnapped in Venice by a Russian defector, Kate knows she’s in trouble. But all is not as it seems. The spy offers her conclusive evidence that the British Prime Minister is a live agent working for Moscow. Kate’s holiday quickly becomes the start of her next mission.
With proof of the PM involved in a sordid scandal and a financial paper trail that undeniably links him to the Russians, the evidence seems bulletproof. But the motives of the defector are anything but clear. And, more worryingly, it seems that there are key people at the heart of the British Establishment who refuse to acknowledge the reality in front of them.
Kate can trust no one, and this mission will push her dangerously close to the edge… but is that the price to pay for the truth?

I love Tom Bradby and I think he is an excellent writer, though I have to admit that spy stories are not my favourite genre. Every time I read about Russia I keep thinking Killing Eve and I am waiting for someone to be assassinated in a ridiculously theatrical style, while dressed as a clown. But this is serious. I read the first book Secret Service and enjoyed the relationship between our main protagonist Kate, her husband Stuart, his affair with Imogen who wants to be the next PM and Julie who is sleeping with the odious Ian who wants to be the head of MI6. This is a book about spies, politics, affairs and unbridled ambition. Double Agent continues where Secret Service left off.
When we start Stuart has been exiled to Russia, having been discovered to be the Russian agent Viper. Kate’s children Gus and Fiona are deeply upset and blame Kate. Kate is kidnapped and given a deal that they (more Russians) will give her a video that will destroy the career of the current PM in exchange for safe passage to the UK.
I read this with The Pigeonhole and it wasn’t helped by having one stave every two days, plus reading two other books which came out every day. I occasionally lost the plot (in more ways that one) but I still thoroughly enjoyed it and am looking forward to Book 3. Please make this into a TV series. I think it will work even better than the book. Especially if Keeley Hawes is Kate.
Many thanks to the Pigeonhole and to my fellow Pigeons for making this such an enjoyable read.
+ abuse, childhood, crime fiction, fiction, murder mystery, obsession, review, South Georgia, split personality, writing
The Split by Sharon J. Bolton
No matter how far you run, some secrets will always catch up with you…
The remote Antarctic island of South Georgia is about to send off its last boat of the summer – which signifies safety to resident glaciologist Felicity Lloyd.
Felicity lives in fear – fear that her ex-husband Freddie will find her, even out here. She took a job on this isolated island to hide from him, but now that he’s out of prison, having served a term for murder, she knows he won’t give up until he finds her.
But a doctor delving into the background of Felicity and Freddie’s relationship, back in Cambridge, learns that Felicity has been on the edge for a long time. Heading to South Georgia himself to try and get to her first is the only way he can think of to help her.

This was a roller-coaster of a ride from South Georgia (where even is that?) to Cambridge and back again. At times the pace of the story leaves you breathless and winded and you have to remind yourself to breathe. By the end I needed three Yoga sessions to bring my heart rate down.
South Georgia is in the Antarctic, an inhospitable, icy place where the only settlers were the whalers of long-ago, plus a smattering of scientists, seals and penguins. And Bamber. Who is Bamber? No-one knows. In fact South Georgia is so remote and far from civilisation that Felicity is happy to go there for a two-year assignment in order to escape her past and her ex-husband. And that’s where the story truly begins. When the boat comes in….(apologies to James Bolam and co).
We are then taken back to Cambridge where Felicity is receiving counselling before she can be declared fit to embark on her journey. Joe is her counsellor but he can’t help being attracted to this quiet, intelligent woman. Joe is back at work after being off for a while having been stabbed in the stomach by Ezzy – a street girl who became obsessed with him. Pink-haired Delilah is his mum who just happens to be a detective, investigating the murder of a homeless girl Bella and the disappearance of Ezzy. And she doesn’t trust Felicity one bit. She warns Joe not to get too close again.
At this point it all got so involved and complicated that I gave up playing amateur sleuth and just wallowed in the plot. It was almost like a separate story developing as some of my fellow Pigeons pointed out.
Of course Felicity does get to go to South Georgia – but we know that already. Joe and Delilah are hot on her trail, the one to help her, the other to arrest her. And Freddie is also on the boat but we don’t yet know why.
This was such a great book. So different to anything I’ve read recently or probably ever. The subject matter and the setting are what sets it apart together with the race at the end, while theories are blown apart and fall to pieces and the truth is finally revealed.
Many thanks to The Pigeonhole, my fellow Pigeons and Sharon for making this such an enjoyable read.
+ child abduction, crime fiction, Detective novel, family drama, kidnapping, murder mystery, police drama, police procedural, relationships, review, sisters, writing
The Baby Sitter by Phoebe Morgan
On the hottest day of the year, Caroline Harvey is found dead in Suffolk. Her body is left draped over a cot – but the baby she was looking after is missing.
Hundreds of miles away, Siobhan Dillon is on a luxurious family holiday in France when her husband, Callum, is arrested by French police on suspicion of murder.
As Siobhan’s perfect family is torn apart by the media in the nation’s frantic search for the missing baby, she desperately tries to piece together how Callum knew Caroline.
What happened that night? Was Caroline as innocent as she seemed – or was she hiding a secret of her own?

I’ve been a huge fan of Phoebe Morgan since The Doll House, so unsurprisingly I loved this one as well, her third novel. It’s a simple tale of murder, infidelity and a missing baby. You would think. Well let me tell you it’s not simple and the intrigue builds more and more till my fellow Pigeons (I read this with The Pigeonhole online book club) and I were screaming at the screen: ‘Where’s the baby?’ ‘Oh no! Not the baby!’ ‘Where’s the suitcase?’ and words to that effect.
Callum is a handsome, clever, successful TV Executive who loves women almost as much as he loves himself. His poor wife Siobhan – I quite liked her, others didn’t – knows about his affairs but is totally gob-smacked when he is arrested for murdering his lover Caroline and abducting the baby she was looking after. Poor Caroline is (or was in this case), a lonely, introverted children’s book illustrator with few friends or family. All she wants is love and a baby of her own. Sorry Caro I think you made a poor choice in Callum.
Siobhan has a sister Maria, never married, thinks her life of freedom and independence is so much better than Siobhan’s life of drudgery and motherhood. But Maria is thick as thieves with their daughter Emma (more one-upmanship), who is very po-faced and mixed up, but then she’s a teenager so no surprises there. The family are enjoying a break at Maria’s beautiful second home in France when the gendarmes come knocking.
The story is told from various points of view including Siobhan, Caroline and DS Alex Wildy who is on the case. With such a small cast of characters, I like the way the police side is given as it is less claustrophobic and gives another dimension to the story.
The Baby Sitter is so cleverly plotted and paced that you’ll be changing your mind continuously about who did it right until the very end. Just as it should be.
Many thanks to The Pigeonhole, my fellow Pigeons and to Phoebe for her constant engagement and for making this such an enjoyable read. Can’t wait for Book 4.
+ abuse, child abduction, crime fiction, family, fiction, kidnapping, murder mystery, police drama, police procedural, review, supernatural, writing
A Trade in Tears by Samantha Shiye
Morag, “Mo”, has it all. A happy-go-lucky, free-spirited student and martial arts enthusiast, she’s on top of the world until she finds Cindy beaten and bloodied in the graveyard – ultimately shining a light into unknown shadows of her own childhood.
Cindy, eighteen with her whole future in front of her, has lost it all. One victim of many in a brutal string of sex crimes that has swept their corner of South East England, the experience leaves her shaken, before revealing secrets she’d kept even from herself. Despite the support of her rich and successful older friend, Faye, who has troubles of her own, Cindy sinks deeper into despair.
As Detective Chief Inspector Colin Massey, Mo’s father, heads the special task force investigating the sex crimes, another girl goes missing. Her boyfriend, Johnny, begins to hear her voice in his head. Driven to the edge of his sanity, he teeters between reality and the beyond. As their four journeys collide in an explosion of violence, love and betrayal, the principle questions are, who can they trust? And, is the face of the person looking back at them masking the identity of a killer?

I really want to give it 4 stars or at least 3.5 but I have a couple of major reservations. Firstly though, let me say that this was an excellent story, well thought out and well crafted. A lot of research must have gone into it, from the emotions of the characters (you couldn’t just imagine this) to the sex trafficking and the hideous crimes that are committed against the women and young girls. Also the police work must have been thoroughly researched to be so realistic.
So why not 4 stars? Two reasons. Quite a way into the book there were some grisly scenes that I thought took the story into different territory and were unnecessary. Maybe that’s just me but they didn’t enhance the story. I can’t say more because of spoilers but if (hopefully when) you read it you’ll know which part I mean. The second reason is strange for me because I am a huge fan of magical realism and the supernatural but I think the cross-genre here from a straight-forward and exciting crime thriller/police procedural to Johnny hearing the voice of his murdered girlfriend telling him what to do didn’t entirely work. Again it wasn’t necessary.
However, it’s a cracking story so don’t let me put you off. I just personally think it’s a cracking story without those two elements but you can judge for yourselves.
Thank you Samantha for giving me the opportunity to review your book. Really enjoyed it.
+ abuse, childhood, deaf community, family, fiction, kidnapping, murder mystery, police drama, Psychological fiction, psycopath, review, writing
Shh by Jocelyn Dexter
What’s the best way to frighten a Deaf person? Turn off the light.
It sounds like the beginning of a joke, but it isn’t funny at all. Annie Black, who is profoundly deaf, finds herself at the heart of a set of brutal murders. Teaming up with the lead Detective, the pair attempt to understand the psychology driving the killer. Having a voice, and being able to read not only lips, but body language, Annie realises that the killer is targeting people she knows. And Annie has lots of friends. Friends now at risk. Desperate to save those around her Annie and the police find themselves in a race against time to save people in the deaf community.
And as the murders escalate, the killer’s obsession grows. Will the police untangle the killer’s motivation before it’s too late for Annie?

This started with such promise and while I did really enjoy it I had reservations. Firstly I don’t believe Annie would have been allowed to accompany the detective Crabb to crime scenes, let alone discuss them in front of her flat-mate Scarlet, or have her own white-board at home. Secondly I am not sure how Crabb worked out the killer’s ‘Game’ with so little evidence – there were clues but they weren’t obvious – but failed to follow up basic leads or even ask people about certain things which I can’t mention due to spoilers.
Personally I didn’t work out the big twist so I never guessed who was the killer. In fact the twist and lots of other things along the way gave me an uncomfortable feeling about the deaf or Deaf community. I suppose some of them have their prejudices like in any other community, but I still didn’t like that part of it.
Then there is the graphic violence and gore, I don’t think it was necessary. The story really didn’t need it. Being a serial killer is scary enough without adding to it. And towards the end it started to descend into the realms of fantasy and over the top madness, which again verges on just silly.
Anyway, it was still an exciting and riveting read, but not quite 5 stars. Many thanks to the Pigeonhole, my fellow Pigeons and Jocelyn for making this such an enjoyable read. I’ll look out for the next book by this author. Maybe a Crabb/Annie partnership (professional that is).
Stephen is on a very personal mission to find his father as per the wishes in their mother’s will. But he has no idea where to start, not that he’s going to tell anyone that… When Noelle, native New Yorker, daughter of a detective and desperate for a distraction from the novel she’s been struggling to write, offers to help, it feels like the perfect solution.
Except the last time she spoke to Stephen he thought they’d be seeing the New Year in together and instead she stood him up and sold him out! Stephen’s big enough and been around the block enough times to understand that all is fair in love and war, isn’t he? But when Stephen accepts her offer and they begin their search across the city, it soon becomes clear that the weather isn’t the only thing that’s heating up.

I never expected to enjoy this book as much as I did. It’s a long time since I’ve read a pure summer holiday romance (though I am secretly a big fan of Cecelia Ahern and Katie Fforde – I have a signed copy of one of her books from a literary lunch and book launch I attended). Most people who know me might think I’m too snooty and hi-brow for chick lit but I love all sorts. After all I can listen to Classic FM and still enjoy a bit of George Ezra, Westlife and One Direction (OK I jest about One Direction).
I read Summer in the City in two sittings flat. Each time I tried to stop reading something would happen and I thought I’ll just read the next bit and the next bit….and then it was almost 1 o’clock in the morning. I particularly love the banter and humour between Stephen and Noelle. Yes the romance is all a bit corny and predictable and I’m sure it’s been done many times before but this is not a book for anyone wanting to read something profound to tell them about the meaning of life or reflect on their own internal musings. Look elsewhere if that’s what you need.
It’s delightful, funny (with a touch of The Rosie Project) and cleverly plotted throughout. I love the plot with Stephen’s father and the unexpected outcome. As well as things we didn’t know about Stephen himself.
Many thanks to NetGalley for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
A regular weekday morning veers drastically off-course for five strangers whose paths cross in a London café – their lives never to be the same again when an apparently crazed gunman holds them hostage. But there is more to the situation than first meets the eye and as the captives grapple with their own inner demons, the line between right and wrong starts to blur. Will the secrets they keep stop them from escaping with their lives?

This is such a hard book to review. It made me cry – buckets at times. It made me mad – how could ‘that’ have been allowed to happen? It made me sad many times for the wonderful, beautiful, real characters that Charity Norman has created. I loved every minute of this book. I’ve lived with the people in it for 10 days via Pigeonhole staves and it will be a long time before I can get it out of my head. Though long term I hope it says with me – just not quite so emotionally as now. I can’t really say much more without spoilers. I am writing this nine hours after reading the final stave at 1 o’clock in the morning and a couple of hours after the virtual publication launch which I was proud and honoured to be part of. I hope this fabulous book flies up the best sellers chart. Good luck Charity, stay safe and God bless.
Many thanks to The Pigeonhole, fellow Pigeons and to Charity for making this such an extraordinary read.
Outside a remote manor house in an idyllic wood, a baby girl is found. The Harrington family takes her in and disbelief quickly turns to joy. They’re grieving a terrible tragedy of their own and the beautiful baby fills them with hope, lighting up the house’s dark, dusty corners. Desperate not to lose her to the authorities, they keep her secret, suspended in a blissful summer world where normal rules of behaviour – and the law – don’t seem to apply. But within days a body will lie dead in the grounds. And their dreams of a perfect family will shatter like glass.
Years later, the truth will need to be put back together again, piece by piece . . .
From the author of Black Rabbit Hall.

I couldn’t wait to read The Glass House as Black Rabbit Hall was one of my favourite books of 2016 (I think it was published a year earlier).
The Glass House is very different though both use a crumbling house as the setting. It begins in 1971 where Rita, known as ‘Big Rita’ because of her height, is nanny to the Harringtons, looking after children Hera and little brother Teddy. Their family set up is a strange one, father Walter being away most of the time on business while wife Jeannie is suffering from severe depression after losing her baby. She had been sent away to ‘get better’ at The Lawns – I think it would have been referred to as a ‘sanatorium’ in those days. Their home in London has suffered a fire so off they go to live in a ramshackle house called Foxcote in The Forest of Dean. I know the area reasonably well as I live quite close.
However, it’s a little way into the story before ‘Baby Forest’ as she is named by the family is discovered. In fact this book is a really slow burn and while I initially found it hard to get into, it grew and grew on me and by half way through I couldn’t put it down. The joys of being furloughed meant I didn’t have to and I finished it in three days, despite reading two other books at the same time. It’s beautifully written – the story being told from the point of view of Rita in 1971, Hera then and now and Sylvie now. I can’t say that I didn’t work out who was who because I did quite easily but this isn’t that kind of book. It’s not a twisty thriller or a whodunit – though there is a body in the woods. It’s a gentle story delicately interwoven with an equal measure of sadness and happy endings.
Many thanks to NetGalley for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
