Honestly… This book... Let me just recap the first couple of chapters to get you in the mood...
As an Insta famous social media influencer, Miranda develops a fertility app. Soon, however, the public discovers the app is not only a dud but potentially dangerous and Miranda finds herself with no likes, no income, and… totally the worst… recognised as a fraud in an activewear change room. Never fear, her rich father bails her out and finds her a job. To repay his generosity she leaves his car parked under the tree that will drip sap and bird droppings, decides to ditch the job he’s paid someone else to give her, and steals his credit card details to buy a plane ticket for England and her [late] mother’s childhood home, a mansion which is now owned by Miranda’s uncle, Max.
Arriving at the house, Miranda pretends she's there to be a nanny to Max’s children. Max is pretty cool with that, despite never actually corresponding with anyone called Miranda for the position, and let’s her have the job. He decides it’s best his sister, Elizabeth (Miranda’s aunt), comes to give Miranda the nanny induction.
Elizabeth arrives and decides what Miranda, as the newly arrived nanny, really needs to know is how much the baby!mummy Daphne drinks and enjoys drugs, and that maybe Max is doing the dirty with his housekeeper, Mrs Mins. Not to mention that vitally important information when it comes to childminding, that Miranda’s grandparents and great grandparents were bits of party animals. Miranda cries that she just wants to know about the school run and lunches but Elizabeth’s gotta go. She lives out on an island and no, no one can come visit her because it’s all really rough and scary out on the water.
W.T. actual F.
Meanwhile, Mrs Mins is being all creepy in the garden and talking about the mysterious Mr Mins. Plot twist, Mr Mins turns out to be her brother. And, in 2019, everyone just calls them Mr & Mrs Mins for… effect? It’s obvious Cockram was a big fan of Rebecca (right down to using the name Max and the housekeeper being addressed as Mrs Mins) and maybe even Hitchcock in general, and she was trying to emulate a gothic novel. May I suggest you actually read/watch Rebecca instead of this?
I’m not sure about Cockram’s age but I’m confused as to why Miranda had to be the most immature and ignorant person on earth. Oh, and let’s not forget dramatic.
For most of the book the only real leading man or love interest for Miranda is Max. Yes, her uncle… This makes for a weird incestuous vibe through the book that was probably more creepy than the attempted horror.
Cockram doesn’t understand ‘show not tell’. Pretty much none of the action happened in real time; it’s all óff screen’. Characters tell Miranda what has happened before her arrival at the house, either in person, a letter, a diary entry, the book her mother wrote, and even a bloody recipe book. All conveniently written in great detail by people who witnessed something (which, unless they can see through space and time can’t have witnessed anyway) and who leave their informed scribblings around somewhere that Miranda conveniently finds them.
I read this as an uncorrected proof and I hope - at least - they have amended the glaringly obvious plot inconsistencies. There’s so many examples of contradictions, timeline errors, and generally things being so incorrect that they make zero sense… For example, there's Miranda having an inner thought regarding her uncle’s behaviour (the sentence is something like, ‘it’s just like Max to act like that’) the very night she meets him. I mean… How did she know how he always acted when she’d only just met him for the first time?
My absolute favourite is the climactic scene, however. I can’t actually go into details without spoiling (if you’re tempted to read, that is) but it’s such a mess I actually couldn’t stop wondering if I’d get to the end and there’d be a page just saying ‘surprise!’ and an admission the whole thing was some kind of social experiment.
Yes, I did make it to the end (sadly, no ‘surprise!’ page was found). I guess I wanted to see if there was any sort of shock twist that might raise my rating. There wasn’t.
Look, this review is savage, yes, and I've thought about toning it down but this book is not some 99 cent self published piece with a photoshopped cover. And frankly, unless there’s been MAJOR changes from my version to the final version, I am shocked someone had the audacity to publish this, let alone expect me to recommend it. I cannot give it more than 1 out of 5.