When Jeanne had spent her summer holidays there as a child with her schoolfriend, Parson’s House, on the cliff top, had been a seaside haven, the small Devon village a sleepy, tranquil place where nothing much ever happened. Now, years later, returning there from Canada, divorced and with twin four year old daughters, she could hardly expect the place or the people to be the same. But she was quite unprepared for the bustle of the modern town which greeted her, for the shadowy rumours and mystery surrounding the old house, or even less for the unexpected turn in relationships between old friends whose lives were all inextricably tied up with the fate of Parson’s House.
