Who can resist a
secret? In novels they are often what keep us spooling through the pages to the
point where all the pieces fall into place and the mystery is revealed.
Australian writer Kate
Morton’s latest novel, The Secret Keeper
(A&U, $39.99) is a cleverly plotted puzzle with a deep, dark family secret
at its centre that teases the reader along for nearly 600 pages.
The story shifts
between the Second World War, the early 1960s and the present. It opens in a
rambling farmhouse in rural England where Laurel Nicolson is having an idyllic
childhood until the summer’s day she witnesses her mother Dorothy stab a
stranger to death in their garden with the knife that’s usually reserved for
slicing up birthday cakes. The man is dismissed as an intruder and Dorothy’s
actions self defence. But years later, when Laurel is a celebrated actress and
her mother old and dying, the mystery of what she saw that day begins to haunt
her and she resolves to try and uncover the truth.
Morton’s previous best-selling
historical fiction has centred on aristocratic families and grand houses, so in
a sense The Secret Keeper is a
departure. What hasn’t changed is her ability to pile on colour and detail
without slowing the story too much.
She brings to life
Dorothy’s wartime years, the young photographer who courts her and the
intriguing heiress whose friendship she longs for. Characters are keenly
observed and beautifully drawn, places conjured up, eras brought to life
vividly.
While the lavish
layering of detail is what makes Morton’s writing so evocative there are times
she overdoes it. Did I really need to know that the librarian in New College
who helps Laurel locate some important papers is doing a one-year traineeship
before undertaking an MA - no I don’t think so.
The downside of
over-abundant detail is that it lengthens the book so much that by the time the
secret is revealed – and it’s a goody – some of the odd little clues the author
has seeded in along the way are likely to have been forgotten. I found myself
flicking back through the pages to tie off an end left loose because I couldn’t
recall the incident Morton was referring to.
That aside, this
generational saga has all the ingredients of a bewitching summer read – there
is great passion and tragedy, lies, betrayal and heartache, all bound up in the
secret Laurel delves into.
The play of the past
on the present is a staple plot for Morton still, four books in she continues
to keep it fresh. There is something almost comfortingly old-fashioned about
her writing, reminiscent of authors like Rosamund Pilcher and Mary Stewart. She
knows how to tell a story at a gentle yet still compelling pace and how to fit
together a mystery without giving away its ultimate twist.
Some fans of her
previous work might struggle with the beginning of The Secret Keeper as the various strands of the story seem so
disparate that it gives the book a choppy feel, but it all folds together so
brilliantly in the end it's worth staying with it.
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