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1990s, 2016: “I was fourteen when I fell in love with a goddess. . .”
1990s, 2016: “I was fourteen when I fell in love with a goddess. . .”
Noah Calaway is haunted. Not just because the woman he fell in love with and described as ‘the goddess’ left him at the altar, but that now his life is rather aimless. He live alone in a cottage he’s inherited deep in the English countryside.
One day he receives a troubling phone call. April, the woman he once loved, lies in a coma, the victim of an apparent overdose–and the lead suspect in a brutal murder. Noah believes that April is innocent and what’s more, he should be the one to prove it. But is he the best person to try and could someone else hold the answers? Will the truth ever come out?
“It can take a lifetime to learn that appearances are deceptive. Take the forest that’s three-dimensional in the black depths of a still lake, each branch defined, every subtle shade perfectly mirrored, the sun looking out at you, so that if you stare for long enough, you forget. It’s just a picture;hides the cold darkness that can close over you, that’s silent”
There are many locations in this novel but it’s a mix of places both mentioned and referred to. Musgrove is a fictional town just north of Portsmouth we are told. Noah and April move around during university and their career and they keep crossing paths however. From one situation to another, from one location to another, the threads start to form between the two all over the South of England in one very very tangled mess.
Clare:
Let’s just say if I met Noah from this novel, I would not like to be around him for long. He’s a bit creepy and that’s an understatement. Calling a woman a goddess for so long and then just going hell for leather to try and find out the truth. He’s
This was a twisty turning kind of read, a what on earth is going on kind of read. I felt I was in a literary forest stumbling along but then realised when I had arrived at the twisty clearing at the end of my journey – and the links between past and present were woven to create even more of a spider’s web
My head is still reeling from this. How a phonecall can change your life and cause you to tumble back headfirst into the past. It’s really hard to write much about this book without giving it away. Best to go in blind..
Not a booktrail book but a head bashing, head twirling, I’m pleased I don’t live in this literary world kind of one.
Author Guide: Debbie Howells Destination: England Departure Time: 1990s, 2016
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