Oliver has spent years trying to convince himself that he’s suited to a life of money making in the city, and that he doesn’t miss a childhood spent in pursuit of mystery, when he cycled around the cobbled lanes of Oxford, exploring its most intriguing corners.
When his girlfriend Kate inherits a derelict house – and a fierce family feud – she’s determined to strip it, sell it and move on. For Oliver though, the house has an allure, and amongst the shelves of discarded, leather bound and gilded volumes, he discovers one that conceals a hidden diary from the 1920s.
So begins a quest: to discover the identity of the author, Sophia Louis. It is a portrait of war and marriage, isolation and longing and a story that will shape the future of the abandoned house – and of Oliver – forever. – Goodreads.com
I received this book from the publisher via Netgalley.com in exchange for an honest review.
My first impression was simply that this book was unlike anything I had read before.
The innocence of making childhood friendships and the ease of it. The fantasy that children can come up with about love and people and mysteries that sometimes never leaves them.
I went in expecting a fairy-tale romance, two people brought together by fate to solve a mystery but what I got was much different.
There are themes of war, history, realistic and troubled relationships, broken fantasies, ptsd, abuse. This book has absolutely everything.
It follows a few stories, the main two being that of Oliver and that of Sophia who in a way help each other though they are many, many years apart.
I got absolutely wrapped up in both of their stories, the writing style and I can’t recommend this book enough. It really has something for everyone. I’ll be gifting it later this year and also buying myself a physical copy and I can’t wait to re-read it out in the sun during summer.