This tells the tale of a long, terrible summer thirty years ago in a seaside town when Natasha Rothwell, our narrator, is fifteen. Natasha has precognition, premonitions, and a "gift" that has plagued her life since she was a teenager. She shares a huge house on the cliff tops with her mother, the stunning bohemian Elizabeth, in fugal, fading grandeur. Strange blue lights shine in the skies that summer, and Natasha is taken aback.
Some newspaper statements:
'Rachel Donohue is an enchanting writer' - Sunday Business Post on Rachel Donhue
'This brooding tale of obsessive love, teenage jealousy, and hidden desire has a dark charm' - The I paper on The Temple House Vanishing
'With shades of everything from The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie and Frost in May to Picnic at Hanging Rock and The Secret History, this is subtle, intriguing and very well written.' - Guardian on The Temple House Vanishing
Some newspaper statements:
'Rachel Donohue is an enchanting writer' - Sunday Business Post on Rachel Donhue
'This brooding tale of obsessive love, teenage jealousy, and hidden desire has a dark charm' - The I paper on The Temple House Vanishing
'With shades of everything from The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie and Frost in May to Picnic at Hanging Rock and The Secret History, this is subtle, intriguing and very well written.' - Guardian on The Temple House Vanishing