In the summer of Lee Appleton's twentieth year, the young heiress discovered that the treasure of Waverly a rare and beautiful antique model train was missing.
This book feels like a novel caught between ambition and execution. Its premise and tone aim for a kind of old-world literary weight, evoking a style that feels deliberately antiquated, but not always convincingly so. It is definitely Gothic, which i do enjoy, but for some reason it wasn't working for me.
The prose and structure suggest a desire to echo classic psychological or symbolic fiction, yet the result often comes across as distant rather than immersive, with characters that feel boxed in.
That said, the novel isn’t without merit. The climax delivers a measure of payoff, offering a glimpse of the depth the story seems to be reaching for throughout. It’s enough to elevate the experience slightly, but not enough to fully redeem the slow pacing and uneven engagement. In the end, it’s a book with an interesting concept and occasional promise, but one that struggles to justify its stylistic ambitions.