In the Lost Art of Keeping Secrets Eva Rice perfectly recreates the breathless wonder of girls on the verge of womanhood.
Penelope and Charlotte meet by chance and become fast friends in the early to mid fifties when the world and all its rules were changing.
It’s a very English sort of novel, with peculiar weather, ancient, stately homes that are falling down around the families who love and hate them in equal measure and families that can’t quite believe that the war is over and life really is going on.
The writing is witty and the characters endearing. For a traveller’s read it’s a perfect unputdownable plane companion. But it would also suit the beach or poolside where you drift off to sleep in between chapters and wake to rejoin your new best friends.