This book has everything: sea serpents, romance, Scotland, war… what’s not to like?
It’s been a while since I’ve read a really good book; a book I can’t put down; a book I have to read while making dinner, making dinner late and also overdone. (Yes, kids, it’s supposed to taste that way, now hurry up and eat, Mummy needs to get back to her book.)
At the Water’s Edge tells the story of Maddie, her husband Ellis, and their friend Hank, who cross the Atlantic in January 1945 on a quest to find the Loch Ness monster. The three rich Americans stay in the only inn close to the Loch, and are forced to deal with food shortages, a lack of electricity, and air raids, in addition to the scorn of the locals. It’s a story of love and friendship and secrets and betrayals, and I didn’t want it to end.
It’s one of those books you want to press into your friends’ hands and say “read this now!” and then worry that they’re not going to like it as much as you did, and then wonder whether you’ll have to reassess your friendship priorities if they hate it. I’ve always been a fan of the “24-hour cooling off period” instituted in hockey locker rooms, and maybe this should apply to books too. Maybe I should wait until I come down off the high of finishing a really great book before I go gushing all over the Internet about it…
But what the hell, I’m still on that high [insert heartfelt-sigh-emoji here] and I highly recommend it.