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WINNER OF THE PEOPLE'S BOOK PRIZE 2010 A spellbinding mystery of obsession and guilt, this is also the poignant story of what happens to those left behind when a child vanishes without trace.
In the summer of 1968, Alice discovers a secret about Eleanor Ramsay's mother. One day they play hide-and-seek and Alice disappears. Years later, Eleanor's father dies violently. 40-year-old Alice Kennedy attends his funeral. When Alice's teenage daughter Chris becomes suspicious of her mother's past and turns detective, an extraordinary turn of events opens up shocking truths for the Ramsay family and all those who knew the missing girl.
'Lesley Thomson is a class above, and A Kind of Vanishing is a novel to treasure.' --IAN RANKIN
'Thomson skilfully evokes the era and the slow-moving quality of childhood summers, suggesting the menace lurking just beyond the vision of her young protagonists. A study of memory and guilt with several twists.' --GUARDIAN
A thoughtful, well-observed story about families and relationships and what happens to both when a tragedy occurs. It reminded me of Kate Atkinson. Thomson is particularly good at capturing the minutiae of childhood as well as the secrets, the lies, the make believe, the jealousies and spitefulness, the confusion and wonder of being nine years old.' --SCOTT PACK
Lesley Thomson's engaging writing style skilfully explores the obsession and the sense of guilt, hope and despair, trust and mistrust that will fill the lives of all the people who once knew the girl who disappeared. A masterful exploration of human feelings that is paired with an equally masterful description of the settings that form the background to this gripping story. Full of unexpected twists, this is a crime story that will leave you wondering until the end whether a crime has, in fact, been committed at all.' --BOOK AFTER BOOK
'Such is the vividness of the descriptions of the location in this well structured and well written novel that I want to get the next train down...just when one thinks one can guess where it is leading, it switches, and the conclusion is a tense and gripping one. On the edge of my seat? No way - I was cowering under it.' --SHOTSMAG
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Thank you - this sounds interesting and isn't available on this side of the pond.
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