Even the things left unsaid may yet still be heard.
1951: When Esther Durrant, is committed to an isolated mental asylum by her husband, she thinks it will be nothing more than a prison. Run by an unconventional psychiatrist, she never expects for it to become her refuge.
2018: Embarking on a new job, Rachel Parker comes to the Isles of Scilly, off the Cornish Coast. When a violent storm forces her to take shelter on a far-flung island, she discovers a collection of unsent love letters. Moved by the the tenderness they convey, she attempts to track down the person they were meant for. But she has no idea how many hearts will be affected by her discovery.
2018: As Eve sits down with her grandmother in London to write her memoirs, she's ready to hear all of her grandmother's stories. But when she accepts a phone call from Rachel, it sets in motion a chain of events that just might reveal secrets that have been buried for more than sixty years.
A story of healing hearts 60 years apart. A tale of a love that wasn't meant to be.
Trigger warnings for depression, steamy scenes, injury of a loved one, parental death, drugging, unintentional self harm (scratching), sexism, mental illness of a parent, grief, mental breakdowns, smoking, suicide, mention of addiction, ****SPOILER TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR death of a child, misconduct, and suicide of an LGBTQ+ character****.
A huge thank you to William Morrow Paperbacks and Kayte Nunn for my arc giveaway win. All opinions are my own.
Sad, listless Esther had been swallowed by her grief. Even though she found it hard to care about much of anything, she was in so much pain, and my heart just went out to her. Between the trauma that had brought her to Little Embers and being left there with no way to leave, forced to process what happened, the young mother was at a loss. I may not have liked all the choices she made, but I really appreciated seeing her take up gardening, gradually confide in Dr. Cresswell and the others, take part in the island, and truly begin to enjoy life again.
Independent, strong-willed Rachel was a bit of a loner. A self-proclaimed rolling stone, she didn't foresee getting attached to the Isles of Scilly. Wether searching and observing aquatic life for her job, discovering the beauty of the islands, or uniting the love letters with their intended recipient, she was a seeker through and through. Her passionate, persistent nature followed her through all areas of her life. It was interesting to see this stubborn, steadfast soul slowly soften her edges.
From others tormented by their own experiences to a closed off, secretive soul, unexpected friendships were found on Little Embers Island. Each of the well-formed characters were suffering and healing from their own pain. Creatively smart, I adored how some of Esther's fellow patients were dealing with traumas that reflected the war and the rest of the time period. In their respective timelines, the bonds these people formed with Esther and Rachel truly changed the women's lives. However, one of the supporting cast's fate really left a sour taste in my mouth. It was a pleasure to get to know Robbie, George, Wilke, Eve, and Leah.
When you pour out your heart and find yourself in love, it has a funny way of spilling on everyone in your life. Esther and Rachel's journeys in love looked very different, but eerily the same. One used to making sacrifices, and one finding out just how devastating of a sacrifice she eventually had to make, both of them were scared to see where their hearts went. Unfortunately, I found Esther's love story hard to get behind. Told from a couple of different perspectives, we didn't really get to experience love with her, rather we were told about the pitter patters of her heart. True to her character, Rachel's was stubbornly sweet.
We hear the echoes of our choices, the good and the bad, for the rest of our lives. A tale of forbidden love, long kept secrets, and dealing with pain that tears us apart from the inside, Esther and Rachel made choices that broke and repaired hearts. It may have taken a while for the events of both timelines to truly coincide, but the slow build up gave time for each woman's story to play out, and made me eager for them to merge. Stunningly set against the backdrop of the Isles of Scilly, Kayte Nunn gorgeously depicted the primary location of her story of healing hearts. No less poignant, the statements about grieving, healing, and rediscovering life lacked the needed subtlety and nuance. As much as I loved the tone, the characters, and the interesting, uplifting take on mental health in the 1950's, I couldn't help but feel like we were missing key parts of the historical fiction. Instead of being able to feel along side the characters, witness important conversations and events, we were merely told that they were happening. However, I did love this story, and the author's note made me appreciate it all the more.
The Forgotten Letters of Esther Durrant proves those who touch our hearts are not easily
forgotten.