I have found that living in the world as it is now, and having to work to rebuild history and up with work in the present, requires a particular kind of book: a book that is absorbing and transporting and undemanding. I have picked up and put down a number of very good books that I really want to return to when things have settled down a little, but this was the book that held me.
It is the book that I chose from a line of books by the author the last time I visited our local Oxfam shop, remembering that I had loved the author’s most recent book, and thinking, as I always do when I pick up a big book set if the past, of my paternal grandmother, who loved this kind of book and who I am sure would have loved this one.
It weaves together the stories of thee children separated from their parents in different ways and at different times. One went missing from his family home; one was found by the police, alone and distressed in her home; and one had been given up for adoption and hoped to find out more about her history and the reasons why.
The central story opens in 1933, at Loeanneth, a Cornish manor house set beside a lake. There was a party on a summer night, and the next morning eleven-month old Theo Edevane, the son and heir born some years after his three sisters, had vanished without a trace. The police investigated but they could find nothing and the family abandoned their lakeside home.
In London, in 2013, Detective Sadie Sparrow worked on the investigation that followed the discovery of an abandoned child. There was no indication of what her mother had left or of what might have happened to her, but after talking to the child’s grandmother Sadie formed views that contradicted the conclusions of her superior officers when they closed the case. She wouldn’t let the matter rest, and she was strongly advised to distance herself for a while, to take a holiday until the dust settled.
She went to Cornwall to stay with her grandfather, who had retired to Cornwall after her grandmother’s death; and it was when she was walking her grandfather’s dogs that she discovered an empty manor house on a neglected estate by a lake. She asks questions and is told of events that happened seven decades earlier and of the mystery that was still unsolved. That mystery intrigued her and trying to find a solution became a way to fill her days, a way to prove to herself that she was a capable detective and, maybe, a way to prove that to her police colleagues.
She found that a young policeman who had worked on the case was still living locally; and she knew that one of the three sisters – Alice Edevane – was a successful author of psychological mysteries ….
The story moved backward and forwards in time in a way that felt natural and right. I always knew exactly where and when I was; I always had ideas about how the story as a whole might come together – sometimes right and sometimes wrong and I found something to hold my interest in every strand of the story.
It explored the stories of different members of the Everdene family, before and after the disappearance that re-shaped all of their lives. It followed as she made investigations, as she thought about and dealt with the repercusssions of the case that had led her in to trouble, and wonders how she should answer a letter from the child she had given up at birth fifteeen years earlier.
The writing was lovely, the plot was cleverly spun, and people and places were beautifully evoked, with enough detail to allow them to live and enough space to allow them to breathe.
I found much to love, this definitely was the right book at the right time, but I was a little disappointed with the pacing.
The early chapters were absorbing, but there was a time in the middle of the book when the story sagged just a little, and then the ending seemed rushed and contrived. I can’t say that it was wrong – it felt right emotionally – but the characters needed time and space to make it work.
There are books of the kind where you just want to find the solution to the mystery and then leave, but this is not that kind of book. I was invested in the character and their stories and I wanted to see more of how they shared the news of what was discovered and how they came to terms with it all.
That was disappointing, but I loved my journey through this book and I was sorry that I had to leave.
6 thoughts on “The Lake House by Kate Morton (2015)”
Jane, this sounds wonderful! I have it on my shelf too!
I love all of Kate Morton’s books; they are perfect for when you just want to get away and immerse yourself into something. Unfortunately I stopped in the middle of reading the Lake House because like you I felt that the plot of stretching and not coming together! But Thanks to your great review I am tempted to pick it up again! Here’s to more reading and satisfying reading for us all!
That’s so disappointing, I haven’t read any Kate Morton yet which one would you recommend?
I have this one here to read. I’m looking forward to it, Jane.
She has cornered the market in dual-time stories, hasn’t she, and is very competent. It was hard for me to get into anything but the lightest of novels at the start of lockdown and I’m still having to throw a lot of light stuff into the mix now.
I though the same as you, it just meandered for too long in places and I felt lost it’s momentum. A shame because I did enjoy it.
Her novels are ones to get lost in and it did put me off a bit when I had finished. I think enough time has lapsed for me to seek another one of hers out.
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