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Many years ago something happened to my daughter Isobel, something that broke her from the inside. Our family fell apart that day, and we never could pick up the pieces…
When tragedy strikes, single mother Eve retreats with her daughter Isobel to Fox Cottage, their isolated home on the outskirts of town. Izzie, seven years old and sensitive, needs time to heal away from prying eyes.
Days become years and the town moves on, but Eve won’t let go and Isobel can’t grow up. When a new family comes to Fox Cottage, their presence in the house will unearth a dark past that has long been buried… that somebody close to them would do anything to hide. It will expose secrets that Eve never knew about her own daughter – that she can scarcely believe could be true…
Lucy Dawson is an author whose books I have always enjoyed. The Memory turned out to be different from anything that I have read by her. The story mainly revolves around Isobel and her mom, Eve and Timothy and his wife, Claire.
This was an atmospheric read with an interesting setting. Fox Cottage, where most of the story is set, is a huge, old house. I still can’t tell you exactly how many rooms it had. The house is kinda falling apart with musty, old carpets, a door that sticks. I can tell it had a smell even if the author didn’t out rightly say so. This house had such a creepy vibe to it that added to the tension in the narrative. At the same time, there was something charming about it.
The Memory is a slow burn thriller. The suspense took time to build though it did lead to an explosive ending. There were mysteries that held my attention especially surrounding Izzie. Some of the events had my scratching my head wondering whether there was something supernatural going on. Another thing that I loved was the descriptive writing. I feel like I can recognize Isobel if I ever met her. I can imagine her child-like voice and the long hair. The author also gave the old house a personality. It was so vividly described that I can still picture some of the rooms. The descriptive writing wasn’t just in the main things but other smaller details such as Adam’s Van. I always appreciate writing that everything come alive like that.
Although I loved the writing and especially the descriptiveness, the pace and parts of the dialogue did bother me a bit and I found myself frequently checking how many pages were left on my kindle. In the end, I liked this story but I didn’t love it like I thought I would.