A mysterious phone call drew Laura (love the name!)Larame(hate the name-sounds like Laramie and I kept thinking cowboys whenever I read it!)back to her roots in Lionsheart, Lousianna deep in the bayou where "Voudoo" holds sway. She'd left there as a girl when her best friend, Drew, rescued her from drowning in the swamp and something darker. Her memory closed down and she remembered nothing before she awoke in a hospital bed. She lived at boarding school until she was an adult never having heard from her mother again. Abandoned. Unlovable. Her need to know what became of her mother, and her memory had tortured her all those years but when the phone call came telling her she must return to Lionsheart and that her mother never left the bayou,she had to come! The first person she comes upon is her old friend Drew, now a handsome lawyer just visiting his mother. Is he someone Laura can trust or is her as enmeshed as everyone around her in the dark secrets of the past which are reaching out to snare her?
This seat of the pants flight through the murky haunted bayou doesn't stop long enough to catch your breath. Someone is out to get Laura, someone who wants her blood. But why? Revenge for something everyone seems to think her mother had done? Or was it something more sinister?
I enjoyed this tale enormously. The author certainly understands pace and the plot was good. The only things I could pick at were inconsistancies with the realities of the Lousianna bayou. She called these swamp dwelling characters Creoles. Creoles were the wealthy French people who lived in town. The poor swamp people are primarily Cajun. She called the swamp black, rotting, smelling like death etc which is a common literary trope, however inacurate. The Lousianna bayou is green, clean and beautiful. It smells fresh and ripe. But truth is less atmospheric than fiction so I forgive her. She also made Voudoun (not Voodoo) out to be a dark-magic bogeyman, which it isn't. If people are going to take these religions and make them evil, why don't they ever pick on Lutherans or Presbyterians too? Seems unfair. Again, it's a tired old trope to make wiccan/voudoun practicianers evildoers. It's a just a story so I shrug, but it still annoys me. As does Laura's stubborn flights into danger despite warnings. She reminded me of the heroines in the old movies who when someone is killing all the people off in a spooky mansion, suggests they all go off alone to separate bedrooms to get some rest.