Synopsis
from Goodreads: “Maybe
he wasn’t here because of the lights – maybe they were here
because of him …”
It’s
been over eighteen months since Molly Gilchrist has had a man (as her
best friend, Caro, is so fond of reminding her) so when she as good
as stumbles upon one, lying comatose, on the moors one bitterly cold
morning, it seems like the Universe is having a laugh at her expense.
But
Phinn Baxter (that’s Doctor Phinneas Baxter) is no drunken
layabout, as Molly is soon to discover; with a PhD in astrophysics
and a tortured past that is a match for Molly’s own disastrous love
life.
Finding
mysterious men on the moors isn’t the weirdest thing Molly has to
contend with, however. There’s also those strange lights she keeps
seeing in the sky. The ones she’s only started seeing since meeting
Phinn …
Stats
for my copy: Kindle, Choc Lit Limited, 2014
How
acquired: Netgalley
First
line (skipping the prologue): The man lay naked, unconscious and
, inevitably I suppose given the temperature, slightly blue.
My
thoughts: Molly and Phinn are two lost souls, closed up inside
themselves and holding the world at bay. Molly writes for a magazine
and came to this remote little village after a bad breakup. She
doesn't talk about her ex, nor will she talk about her mother and why
she's so angry with her that she avoids her calls or hangs up as soon
as she answers the phone. Her life consists of her little cottage,
her friend (and landlady) across the street, Caro, and a horse named
Stan who is a character in his own right. When she sees mysterious
colorful lights flitting across the sky, she's entranced and curious
about them, although nobody else in the village appears to have seen
them.
One
day while out riding Stan, Molly comes across a naked unconscious man
lying on the ground. And that's how she meets Phinn. He's a
physicist, quite well known in the science community. A lanky,
awkward, bespectacled man who's taken up residence in an abandoned,
neglected, moldy/mildewey house across the village. (Actually I don't
remember if the author described him as “lanky” but in my head he
is.) When Phinn sees mysterious colorful lights flitting across the
sky, he's entranced and curious about them, although his friend Link
never sees them, even when he's walking just a few yards behind
Phinn.
While
Molly is recovering from her bad breakup, Phinn wears the remnants of
his marriage like a cloak. It covers him all around, keeping his
memories close and allowing his anxiety and low self-esteem to leak
out through the worn fabric. His wife convinced him that he's a wimp,
that he's not a real man, that no real woman would want him.
Right
from the beginning I was captivated by the narration, by the author's
voice and her turn of phrase. It was flowing, almost lyrical at
times. An example:
“Phinn was about twenty yards behind with the tent bag slung across his shoulders and the last rays of the sun tinting his face and hair before it sank behind the hump of moorland to the west. It caught his glasses and blocked out his eyes, replacing them with reflections of the scenery, making him look as though he'd been possessed by the spirit of the moors.”
And
another:
“The anger weighted his words, made them drop and bend the atmosphere around them.”
For
the most part I enjoyed the story, enjoyed getting to know Phinn and
Molly, as well as Stan the horse. I expected those mysterious lights
to play into the plot more than they did, but the plot moved forward
steadily (albeit a little slowly) despite the lights not being more
involved. However, as much I hate to say it, I did at times agree
with Phinn that he was being a wimp, and kept wanting him to “man
up” and grow a pair. And when he finally did, I was initially
disappointed at the way he went about it. But everything was resolved
nicely in the end and overall it was a sweet little story.
Note:
It's my understanding this is the fourth book in a series, The
Yorkshire Romances, but each book can be read as a stand alone.
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