Book Review: The Whispering House

Last week I described Elizabeth Brooks’ The Whispering House as Mary-Stewartish, and I think there’s definitely some Mary Stewart in its DNA, but the book is also very much its own thing, darker and more harrowing than most Mary Stewart books are. Our heroine, Freya, is deeply in mourning for her sister Stella, who five years ago jumped to her death off the cliffs near beautiful, crumbling Byrne Hall. Now, Freya comes to Byrne Hall in hope of finding some answers, and instead finds Corey, the beautifully sad scion of the house.

( Spoilers, cw for suicide )