From the New York Times best-selling author of The Flight of Gemma Hardy, a novel about a young woman whose gift of second sight complicates her coming of age in late-nineteenth-century Scotland
"Bewitching and seductive." -Rebecca Makkai, author of I Have Some Questions for You . "A treasure- a writer who understands the magic and mysteries of the human soul." -Chris Bohjalian, author of Hour of the Witch . "This book is a cold, clear, perfect lake." -Lauren Groff, author of The Vaster Wilds
From the New York Times best-selling author of The Flight of Gemma Hardy, a novel about a young woman whose gift of second sight complicates her coming of age in late-nineteenth-century Scotland
"Bewitching and seductive." -Rebecca Makkai, author of I Have Some Questions for You . "A treasure- a writer who understands the magic and mysteries of the human soul." -Chris Bohjalian, author of Hour of the Witch . "This book is a cold, clear, perfect lake." -Lauren Groff, author of The Vaster Wilds
Growing up in the care of her grandparents on Belhaven Farm, Lizzie Craig discovers as a small child that she can see into the future. But her gift is selective-she doesn't, for instance, see that she has an older sister who will come to join the family. As her "pictures" foretell various incidents and accidents, she begins to realize a painful truth- she may glimpse the future, but she can seldom change it.
Nor can Lizzie change the feelings that come when a young man named Louis, visiting Belhaven for the harvest, begins to court her. Why have the adults around her not revealed that the touch of a hand can change everything? After following Louis to Glasgow, though, she learns the limits of his devotion. Faced with a seemingly impossible choice, she makes a terrible mistake. But her second sight may allow her a second chance.
Luminous and transporting, The Road from Belhaven once again displays "the marvelous control of a writer who conjures equally well the tangible, sensory world . . . and the mysteries, stranger and wilder, that flicker at the border of that world." -The Boston Globe
