Claire Bentley had it all; a share in a successful business, two wonderful children and a loving husband who adopted her daughter Krystyna when she was small. Sadly, Jeff has recently died and Krystyna has taken a flat in Cornwall, scene of a happy holiday taken with her mother thirty years before. But Claire had not managed at all well when Krystyna was born, and she has a secret which could rip all their lives apart.
This is not a very long novel, and to be honest, the entire story is in the synopsis above more or less. Of course, the reader still needs to discover “the secret”, but I am afraid that is quite obvious from about 1/3 of the way through the book.
I didn’t really like the style that the novel was written in. There were long passages of description and the writing was not ver concise. This is great for that sort of novel, but for a story which ought to be suspenseful, it just felt very long and drawn out. In fact, although the novel is quite short, the story could probably be condensed into half the length – a short story would probably suit it better than a novel length.
As you can see, it isn’t a book I particularly enjoyed, nor one that I feel I could recommend to be honest. Very predictable and not at all exciting, it isn’t one I want to come back to any time soon.