If you're not familiar with Susanna Kearsley, she writes the kind of books you want to read on a rainy day with a cup of tea. In this one, a book illustrator buys an old house that she's mysteriously drawn to and gets sucked into a reincarnation mystery. The heroine isn't too quick on the uptake, but she figures everything out eventually. This is one of my favorite Kearsley novels, although I can't pinpoint anything that makes it stand out from her other books. The author has a serious obsession with Jacobites, paranormal/historical mysteries, and Scotsmen.
There was one really jarring element to the book, though, which I wish I could have avoided.
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