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While touring the English countryside with her family as a child, Julia glances out the window and states, "That’s my house." Years later, she happens to drive past the same house and immediately stops the car to look around. When she discovers it’s actually for sale, she arranges the purchase without so much as taking a step indoors. Sometime during the process of unpacking and moving in, Julia has an episode in which she is transported back in time into the mind of Mariana, a young woman who lived in the same house during the 1600s, and experiences Mariana’s every thought, feeling and action. When she comes to back in her house again, she realizes that not only has equal time passed in the present while she was "gone," but her actions must also have corresponded to those of the past because she now finds herself in another part of the house with no recollection of how she got there.
I was expecting to like this book far more than I did based on my previous Kearsley experiences; unfortunately, it doesn’t quite compare to The Winter Sea or The Rose Garden. The ending was sweet but abrupt, and left me unsatisfied. I would have appreciated if the final scene had been fleshed out a bit more, as to be more convincing.
posted Jun 23, 2014 at 7:48PM
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