A small town divided by prejudice. A secret that won’t remain silent…
1965. A young white female student becomes involved in the fight for civil rights in North Carolina, falling in love with one of her fellow activists, a Black man, in a time and place where an interracial relationship must be hidden from family, friends and especially the reemerging Ku Klux Klan. As tensions rise in the town, she realises not everyone is who they appear to be.
2020. A recently widowed architect moves into the home she and her late husband designed, heartbroken that he will never cross the threshold. But when disturbing things begin to happen, it’s clear that someone is sending her a warning. Who is trying to frighten her away, and why?
Decades later, past and present are set to collide in the last house on the street…
This story was a dual timeline with two points of view, the timelines ended up tying in perfectly with each other.
I was significantly more interested in one of the timelines and it’s characters, as opposed to the other. Which I suppose is probably inevitable.
The writing wasn’t spectacular, some of the narrative and situations felt a little stretched. Especially in Kayla’s parts.
The plot picks up substantially around 60% of the way through, which saved it for me.
I found the premise and history associated with the story very interested but I felt more could have been done with it. It wasn’t a thriller for me…
I’m giving this one a 3/5, not really sure how I’m left feeling about it if I’m honest.