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With a heavy heart
Alexandra Chandler journeys to Belle Haven Plantation. Owned for
generations of the Steele family, she has come to honor her step-sister
Charlotte’s last wish—that she care for her young son, Rory. Beginning
with her arrival and an overturned carriage, Alexandra finds herself
welcomed to her step-sister’s family yet at the same time, something just
does not feel right. Strange noises in the night, nocturnal visits by
unknown beings to Charlotte’s grave, a snake venturing out of a closet
that it could not have possibly entered are but a few incidents that
perplex Alexandra. Yet despite each incident, she finds herself drawn more
and more to Matthew Steele—the husband of her late step-sister. At times
Matthew seems to hold her in deep affection, yet at others an anger seems
to seethe beneath the surface. As Alexandra comes closer and closer to
revealing the Steeles’ secret she finds herself more and more torn in her
love for Matthew. Troubling questions circle in her mind: did he steal
money from Charlotte, is he plotting to harm her? What is his part in the
nocturnal mystery surrounding Charlotte’s grave?
Irene Pascoe’s
Curse of Belle
Haven invites
the reader to a charming plantation of the old south. One can smell the
magnolia blossoms, feel the electricity of a summer thunder story and hear
the sounds of stone scraping against stone in the old family cemetery. The
total and complete engagement of each sense is one of the hallmarks of
Ms. Pascoe’s writing. Belle Haven comes to life on the pages and the
reader will find he or she knows each step and hallway of the plantation.
As an aficionado of old cemeteries herself, this reviewer enjoyed reading
the scenes that take place in the Steele family graveyard. They are not
macabre, but add an element of true gothic spookiness to a story that is
already an enjoyable read.
There is a sense of
connection between Matthew and Alexandra, but not as much as this reviewer
felt in other couples Ms. Pascoe has joined together in her books.
There is a good sense of mystery around the cemetery, but a few more
sounds in the house, perhaps another woman crying would have enhanced the
build up to the surprising ending. Admittedly, more than once, this
reviewer wondered if Charlotte was really dead…and what did those tears
have to do with her.
This is a perfect story to
read by candle light on a dark and stormy night. As with each of Ms.
Pascoe’s stories, the reader moves through time to another era,
another city and feels an intricate part of each unfolding tale.
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