By Maureen McCarthy
When Alice appears to be like up and sees Tom looking at her, every thing closes down round them and turns into very nonetheless. not anyone is respiring. not anyone else is within the room. Tom feels as though he can see correct into the soul of Alice Wishart. It lies open ahead of him, like a large, lengthy pane of glittering glass. So gentle and lovely and . able to break.
Three years have handed because the homicide of Alice's mom, yet nonetheless the killer is unknown. Alice, her cousin Jonty and his pal Tom are drawn jointly by way of the secret, yet what's each one of them hiding? Will their secrets and techniques bind them tighter or tear every thing apart?
Maureen McCarthy's intensely actual characters will draw you deep right into a global of suspicion, betrayal, wish and redemption.
A compulsive studying adventure from the bestselling writer of Rose via the other name.
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You don’t want to be late,’ her grandmother’s imperious voice rings down the stairs. ’ Alice walks up the stairs and into her grandmother’s room to find the old lady sitting up in bed in her pink quilted bedjacket reading that morning’s broadsheet newspaper and sipping a cup of tea. How come she’s awake? Her grandmother usually sleeps until the hired help comes at nine to bring in her paper and cup of tea. Alice stands in the doorway and waits as her grandmother slowly puts the paper down, takes off one pair of glasses, puts on another and then critically squints through them at Alice.
Jonty stared at her in astonishment. ‘Well . ’ Tom said eventually. ’ Her lovely bright eyes bored into Tom’s mischievously and he felt himself suddenly helpless 42 against her. ’ she said. ‘You have a body that you don’t want found. ’ A body? She couldn’t be serious. ‘I dunno,’ Tom laughed nervously. ‘The caves, sweetheart,’ she whispered, ‘the caves. Think about it. ’ Lillian said breathlessly. ‘He’s always fancied me. ’ She shuddered. ‘He’ll come and meet with me if I ask him. ’ Lillian stood next to Jonty and put a hand on his shoulder.
There was always something new to learn, and Tom was keen. Every picture tells a story, Tom! So you’ve got to make your pictures tell a story worth telling. His grandfather’s respect for the power of the image made photography seem an almost holy thing to do. He knew all the technical stuff but he cared about the history, too, and introduced Tom to the images that had changed the way people saw and felt about the world. By Year Twelve, Tom knew where he was headed. His heroes were those photographers in the thirties and the Second World War.