Bewilderingly brilliant. This story absorbs you from the beginning into the weird but intriguing world of grieving 18 year old twins, Miranda and Eliot, and the mysterious Silver House which seems to have a voice and mind of its own. If you’re prepared to surrender yourself to a gothic fairytale ride, there’s a Carroll-like Aliceness to this tale, which is unnerving, fantastical and enchanting in equal measure.
To live here without Lily ... Miranda found that the sadness was far, far bigger than her, and it was forcing her back. The wall she leant against had a damp, high temperature to it, like tears on skin.