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Alyxandra Harvey

Haunting Violet

In this “clever and scary” young adult mystery set in Victorian England, a charlatan’s daughter discovers a very real ability to communicate with ghosts (Kirkus Reviews).
Having been raised by a fraudulent medium, Violet Willoughby doesn’t believe in ghosts. But they believe in her. Visited by a persistent spirit, one who suffered a gruesome death, Violet can no longer ignore her unique ability. She must figure out what this ghost is trying to communicate, and quickly, because the killer is still on the loose.
The only person who can help her is Colin, her best friend since childhood. He understands the true Violet, and perhaps their friendship is growing into something more.
But helping her with her mission could risk their chance at being together. Can Violet find a way to help this ghost and still have a future free of lies?
292 páginas impressas
Publicação original
2023
Ano da publicação
2023
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    “A lady gets to eat, don’t she?” Colin murmured, but not so loud that sh
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    ROLOGUE

    1865

    I was nine years old when my mother decided it was time I took part in the family business. I was pretty enough now, she said, that I might be of use. I’d grown into my ears and my long neck and might be clever enough to handle myself. Besides which, she claimed, she had no other option.

    So that December, full of Christmas cheer and mulled wine, she’d changed her mind. It wasn’t until later that I realized it wasn’t Christmas cheer that had prompted her but desperation.

    Still, she’d promised me a visit to an actual bookshop, where I might even be able to purchase my very own book if I did well. Until then I had read only discarded magazines or books tossed out into the alleys behind the shops and fine houses because of unsightly stains of damp or smoke damage.

    I wasn’t entirely sure what was happening, only that it was vitally important.

    Even Colin, who was just two years older than me but fancied himself more mature, now looked grim. He’d come with his mother from Ireland and had been orphaned and survived as a crossing boy, sweeping the street clean for the gentry, when my mother found him. She brought him home a month earlier to live with us, also contingent on how well we did that night. Crossing boys who were growing tall enough and strong enough to muscle the fine folk of Mayfair didn’t get many tips. Not to mention that he was a fair hand at pickpocketing and had to change corners every day so he wouldn’t get caught.

    The snow was gathering slowly in the muddy streets as we left Cheapside. It turned the gray stones and dirty gutters into a landscape made of gingerbread and buttercream frosting. It made me hungry just to see it. My stomach growled loudly. Mother sent me a disapproving glance.

    “Violet, a lady does not betray bodily needs.”

    I nodded, looking down at my feet.

    “A lady gets to eat, don’t she?” Colin murmured, but not so loud that she could hear him.

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