In
many ways Kate Morton’s novel, The
Distant Hours is reminiscent of the old-fashioned gothic tales similar to
Rebecca and Jane Eyre. A letter arrives after being lost for fifty years, a
mother and daughter are estranged, a crumbling castle harboring ghosts and
three spinster sisters with a lifetime of secrets all form the bones of an
engrossing story.
Morton
is a master storyteller and proves it again in her third novel. I’m a big fan
of Morton’s style: twisty, winding, surprising and ultimately satisfying. The Distant Hours evokes an atmosphere
and setting of time and place so beautifully written that you can feel, hear,
see and smell the English countryside of Kent.
Not
for the faint of heart, The Distant Hours clocks in at 576 pages. Fully worth
the time for lovers of mystery and suspense. Morton artfully ties all loose
threads together in overlapping tales of love, betrayal, loss and war. It’s a
perfect time to dive in and lose yourself in another world.
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