A Spell of Winter by Helen Dunmore

By Helen Dunmore

The inaugural winner of England's prestigious Orange Prize, A Spell of wintry weather is a compelling turn-of-the-century story of innocence corrupted by way of secrecy, and the grace of moment percentages. Cathy and her brother, Rob, have cast a passionate safe haven opposed to the fear of loneliness and kinfolk secrets and techniques, yet their sibling love turns into fraught with risk. As Catherine fights freed from her darkish current and haunting previous, the spell of wintry weather that has held her in its snatch starts off to damage. "Dunmore touches every little thing: epidermis, bone, frozen earth." -- la instances publication evaluate "[A] literary page-turner." -- Publishers Weekly (starred overview) "[A] smooth Gothic." -- Library Journal

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But you didn’t call them animals once they were shot, you called them game. Like you called people corpses. I walk up the frozen field. I cannot damage the earth, or anything that is in it. The rooks circle low, flapping their big wings emptily. Cold stings my cheeks and I walk faster, tucking my hands under my elbows to keep them warm in the squirrel fur. I should have brought my fur gloves, too. At the top of the field I stop and look back at the house, where one thin plume of smoke goes straight up into the sky.

They were planting young beech where Grandfather had had to take down an oak that was rotten to the heart. It might have been there a thousand years or more, Rob said. When it came down we’d count the rings, we said, but we never did, and it was soon sawn up and carted away for firewood. The Semple boys were twelve or thirteen then, a couple of years older than Rob. A short while ago they’d been children like us, but now they wore working clothes, like men. They stopped digging to look at the hare.

She is also a poet, children’s novelist and short-story writer. com First published by Viking 1995 First published in Penguin Books 1996 This edition published 2007 1 Copyright © Helen Dunmore, 1995 All rights reserved The moral right of the author has been asserted Except in the United States of America, this book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, re-sold, hired out, or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition including this condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser ISBN: 9780141933412 ‘I saw an arm fall off a man once,’ said Kate.

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