From the very first words "Tonight, the hay in the fields is already brittle with frost, especially to the west of Fox Hill, where the pastures shine like stars" this book grabs you and spins you into the lives of four protagonists: a woman and her teenage daughter and a man and his teenage nephew, all of them brought together by the death of a woman they all knew but bound to each other by forces that at times seem like love, but, at least for two of them, turns out to be something far more sinister. This is a story of possession, obsession and, more importantly, of power, control and abuse. This masterfully told story shows how passion can overwhelm logic and reason, and how some people refuse to admit they are being emotionally and psychologically abused because they refuse to see themselves as victims or the one they are with as an abuser because, after all, he doesn't hit them, does he? There is no happy ending here, mind you, just a well-told story of a woman seeking love and getting abused instead.
