by Cassandra Parkin
Jen receives news that her grandmother Lily has passed away. Because everything has been left to her, she travels back to her grandmother’s house along with her daughter Marianne with plans to get the estate in order. Even though Jen hasn’t seen Lily in years, all the memories come flooding in the moment she gets to Lily’s house.
Here is the subtle change in scent that comes at the top of the stairs, a slight difference in the air as the sea takes over from the garden. Here is the sage-green strip of carpet that runs down the centre of the boards to her front door. Here is the key with the loop of plaited string that surely, surely cannot be the one I made for her, decades ago. Here we are, myself and Marianne, going in through Lily’s front door. My dreams have never taken me this far, and Marianne is no longer a solemn scrap who trots sturdily beside me like a curly little lamb. My girlhood’s over. My daughter’s tall. I’m really here. This is now.
As Jen spends the week planning her grandmother’s funeral and reliving her childhood, she discovers old family secrets. Curiosity gets the best of her, and she slowly begins to unearth what’s been hidden from her since she was born. Continue reading “Book Review: Lily’s House by Cassandra Parkin #BookReview #Fiction #LilysHouse”