I have never read a book by Christopher Ransom before but this book caught my eye and sounded quite spooky so I though I'd give him a try. I really enjoyed the book and his style of writing and will probably read more of his books in the future.
This story is about a man named James Hastings (obviously!) whose wife, Stacey, has been killed in an awful accident, leaving him bereft and full of guilt - though it only reveals slowly why he should be feeling this guilt. He lives in a huge house and copes with his feelings by consuming copious amounts of alcohol, which doesn't help when strange things begin to happen and he starts to hear voices and see things that may or may not be there. When a new neighbour, Annette, moves in things get even stranger and soon he begins to see signs of Stacey; her shoes, her voice...
Throughout the book we are kept guessing about what is going on, what exactly happened with Stacey, why Annette seems to know so much and whether James is just going slightly mad. It is quite a scary book and I found myself almost holding my breath in some places! It is a very well written horror tale which keeps you gripped without getting too silly or over the top.