Charity Selborne is on vacation in the south of France with a friend, when by chance she meets David Shelley, an English boy traveling with his stepmother. It turns out that the boy’s father, Richard Byron, is a murderer—and he’s followed David to France. Charity immediately becomes embroiled in the lives of David and Richard, not knowing who she can trust.
Another really great suspense novel from Mary Stewart. One thing she’s really good at is description—you can almost hear the cicadas chirping (well, it was quite literal in my case—I had my window open and the cicadas were working overtime!). Mary Stewart is also known for her exotic locations, and this one definitely didn’t disappoint. The car chase scene is especially well done; the tension is palpable, even as we find out what really happened all those years ago. Mary Stewart’s books aren’t by any stretch of the imagination, literature as such (even the cover looks a little bit romance-y), but they’re definitely entertaining, and the perfect end-of-summer read.