About the Book:
When concert pianist Vivienne Mourdant's father dies, he leaves to her the care of an adult ward she knew nothing about. The woman is supposedly a patient at Hurstwell Asylum. The woman's portrait is shockingly familiar to Vivienne, so when the asylum claims she was never a patient there, Vivienne is compelled to discover what happened to the figure she remembers from childhood dreams.
The longer she lingers in the deep shadows and forgotten towers at Hurstwell, the fuzzier the line between sanity and madness becomes. She hears music no one else does, receives strange missives with rose petals between the pages, and untangles far more than is safe for her to know. But can she uncover the truth about the mysterious woman she seeks? And is there anyone at Hurstwell she can trust with her suspicions?
Fan-favorite Joanna Davidson Politano casts a delightful spell with this lyrical look into the nature of women's independence and artistic expression during the Victorian era--and now.
My Review:
I look forward to reading Ms. Politano’s books because of her weaving of faith with excellent plots and fascinating characters. The research she has done for this particular story is evident in the details of the inmates of an asylum and their treatment. What a twist of fate that Vivienne finds herself a part of when she is trapped alongside the women who she once scorned. I also found an intriguing part of the story was using music therapy to help the patients.
As usual, Ms. Politano gives the reader things to think about not only while reading, but long afterward as well. Here are a couple of my favorite quotes:
“We’re all of us told to walk in the light, but we don’t. We simply wish to drag the light over to where we’re already standing, so we may better see the path we’ve set out for ourselves.”
“What God has set ablaze, no man can extinguish.”
I highly recommend this book to readers. I received a copy of this book from Revell through NetGalley. I was not required to write a positive review. All opinions are my own.
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