EXCERPT: Prologue
Present Day
It’s heavily raining tonight, the wind whipping the windows behind the closed shutters. As ever, the midnight darkness is inky black, but that makes no odds to me. I know every inch, nook and cranny of this old manor like the back of my hand; even with my eyes closed, I could find each remnant of its former glory in seconds, the oil paintings depicting the haughty Percy line, the exquisitely shaped standard lamps, the Romanesque pillars and busts, the ornate marble hearths, brass grates and antique fire tools.
It wouldn’t be appropriate to be seen wandering Rutherford House as though I owned it, so I like this quiet time to explore the ancient corridors and chambers, to take in the aromas, the textures and vibrations, and tonight is no exception. I trace my fingers along the walls and feel the nap of velvet wallpaper, ridges of stucco trim and knots in fine hardwood. The panelling hasn’t been polished for years, and yet I know each room’s distinctive, waxy smell. I know which floorboards creak, which chairs have broken springs, which handsome tables have woodworm, the crystals missing from the showy chandeliers, the locks and latches which no longer work.
Remembering a spring ball I once watched from the wings, I dance across the marbled floor of the domed hallway. The worn carpet of the sweeping staircase is rough beneath my toes, yet it still has the elegance, the grandeur of the past, especially when I pause to listen to the rock ’n’ roll echoing from the dance floor below. Humming at the memory, I sashay up the steps, and when I reach the open landing, I stop again to new noises which pierce the silence. Babies, of course, the joyful bleats and shuffles of all the newborns brought into the world under this very roof. I brush by the balustrade and make my way through the shadows towards the warmth and the sound, but as ever, a hand slips into mine, insubstantial but undoubtedly there. And though I long to turn back the clock and wipe out my one and only guilt, history can’t be changed, so I pull away and cover my ears to block out the inevitable.
Yet I still hear it. A thud and the crack of broken bones.
ABOUT 'THE SHADOWS OF RUTHERFORD HOUSE': Darkness lies at the heart of this family…
Christie is still coming to terms with the sudden and unexplained disappearance of her mother, over twenty years ago, leaving her unable to move on. Through her work as a psychiatric nurse, she becomes drawn to a troubled patient, Lillian, similarly haunted by the loss of her own mother.
As she tries to help Lillian leave the hospital and return to her stately childhood home, Christie finds herself fascinated by the mysterious Rutherford-Percy clan. Why is Lillian so terrified of Rutherford House? Why is she so reluctant to embrace her aristocratic legacy?
The more Christie learns about the family and their dark, ancestral past, the deeper the secrets seem to run - until she finds a clue that could help uncover what happened to her own mother. Desperate for answers, Christie puts her job, her family and even her very life on the line. But how much of the truth does she really want to know?
MY THOUGHTS: It took me a little to settle into The Shadows of Rutherford House with its dual timelines and plethora of characters. I spent the first few chapters going, 'Wait - who's that again?' But gradually I got them sorted and began to enjoy the multi-layered storyline.
The Rutherford-Percys collect secrets like some people do fine bone china. And over four generations, that's a lot of secrets. They keep secrets for each other, from each other, and from everyone else in general. But all it takes for them to start to unravel is one outsider who sees something that shouldn't be there . . .
The story is told from three points of view: Milly the housekeeper; Duncan the acting estate manager; and Christie, Lillian's nurse and friend. The characters, while largely definitely not likeable, are engaging and the plot well-crafted. The chapters are short and to the point. But, the reader does need to pay attention. A few times I had to flick back and reread a chapter because I had lost track of a part of the plot or thought I was in a different time period.
The final twist was a good one, and one I didn't see coming.
This is a read that I am going to say I enjoyed, but . . . and there are a few buts. Christie's character is one I should have felt some connection with, even sympathy for, but I found her erratic and, frankly, annoying. The love angle felt contrived and honestly, in real life OJ would have run for the hills after the way she treated him. And Duncan's mother . . . one minute she's all 'Don't worry, son. I'm here for you and the little one,' and the next she's on the plane for Spain!
The love angle wasn't the only thing that felt contrived, but to say more would be to give away a major plot spoiler. Despite these gripes, the author did keep my interest throughout.
The audiobook of The Shadows of Rutherford House was adequately narrated by Colleen Prendergast.
⭐⭐⭐.5
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The audiobook of The Shadows of Rutherford House is due for release 28th September 2023.
THE AUTHOR: C.E. Rose is the pen name of novelist Caroline England.
Born in Sheffield, Caroline studied Law at the University of Manchester and stayed over the border. Caroline was a divorce and professional indemnity lawyer. She turned to writing when she deserted the law to bring up her three lovely daughters.
DISCLOSURE: Thank you to Saga Egmont Audio for providing an audio ARC of The Shadows of Rutherford House by C.E. Rose for review. All opinions expressed in this review are entirely my own personal opinions.