
This debut story is no detective mystery, and there's only a brief section based in Edinburgh, otherwise it's a completely different beast. I liked it, but it felt a bit throw away, without as much depth as a Rebus book. The story initially begins with Mary Miller's near-death experience that sees her hair turn white and her shunning within her Scottish town as a witch. She then supposedly gets pregnant by her brother at 15 and gives birth to a son, Sandy. Jump forward 15 years and we follow Sandy's awkward romance with a gypsy girl; Mary's awkward romance with Sandy's school teacher; the new vicar's arrival in town and subsequent interest in Mary; and the local sweet shop owner who likes to give Sandy free sweets for reasons revealed at the story's conclusion.
Sandy and Mary are interesting characters, but I didn't see what the point in the vicar was, other than to distract from the central mother and son duo. His story never really went anywhere, although I suppose it was a useful expositionary device to explore the history of Carsden, Mary's hometown. I wasn't sure where it was all leading, and there was a revelation at the end I wasn't expecting, but I enjoyed the journey. It was a quick read (I got through it in a week) and a satisfying one, yet not quite as good as Rebus.
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