Unlike most books that I pick up, I got it after seeing the cover. Usually, I ignore the cover and decide whether or not to get the book after reading the summary, but I had a feeling about Amy Engel’s The Roanoke Girls. It probably helped that, at the time I checked out the Roanoke Girls, I had just finished Rooms, and this book echoed a similar creepiness. Whatever the case may be, I didn’t regret my impulsiveness.
Following her mother’s suicide, fifteen-year-old Lane Roanoke moves in with her grandparents and cousin on their massive estate in Kansas. knowing little of her mother’s family, Lane embraces her new life… until she discovers the family’s darkest secret. Eleven years later, Lane gets a call in her current home in Los Angeles from her grandfather: her cousin, Allegra, is missing. Feeling guilty for leaving her behind, Lane returns and helps look for Allegra.
Weaving effortlessly between Lane’s first summer and her return to Roanoke, Amy Engel spins a tale of destructive relationships, gentle manipulation, and how twisted love can be. Set in a town frozen in time, secrets are guarded viciously and family life is a game of whether or not your wits are intact. Dark, terrible, and fierce, The Roanoke Girls will haunt you long after you’ve put it down. I give this gorgeous wisp of a nightmare four out of five stars.