After her father receives a cryptic letter from her cousin Catalina, young socialite Noemí Taboada is sent to visit High Place, the crumbling mansion where Catalina lives with her new husband. Upon arriving at the remote estate, Noemí receives a frosty welcome from Catalina’s English husband and his family, as well as a list of strict house rules. As Noemí begins to uncover the decrepit house’s violent past, she starts to realize there might be something more behind the troubling dreams and visions she has begun to experience. It seems as if the house has a mind of its own, and Noemí must find
One of the best things about working in a library is the regular opportunity to talk about books (and other media) with people. Often, I can provide a recommendation for something else to read or try in those conversations, but it isn’t always a one-way street. Sometimes, patrons put books on my radar that I overlooked, either because the cover or description didn’t grab me, or it’s just outside my usual genre preferences. One of these books was Simone St. James’s The Broken Girls.
As a story with a historical fiction subplot and an intrigued journalist starring in the other main plotline,
Close your eyes for a moment and remember the gang. You know, the one from your old neighborhood. Those kids you ran wild with when it was OK to be kids outdoors. Now imagine an act of violence by an unidentified assailant against one of those friends, and you’ve got M.O. Walsh’s My Sunshine Away.
I strongly identify with our narrator. He’s completely honest in his youthful self-absorption and total lack of insight. Alternately a suspect in the investigation, then absolved, a suspect once again, he himself never quite denies this guilt or claims innocence. And the struggle for truth is