Can you ever know what those closest to you are capable of?
A thought-provoking and beautifully written thriller, taking the reader from the primeval plains of the Falkland Islands to a Yorkshire market town with a horrific past. A son returns to where he grew up, where his mother still lives and where a terrible event in his childhood changed the lives of every person living there. As the story unfolds through the eyes of the son, the mother and finally the father, the reader experiences the taut build up to one day's tragic unravelling, and the shock waves that echoed through a once happy family and close-knit community. Will they ever be able to exorcise the damage of that day or do some wounds run too deep? In exploring the darkest corners of the human heart, Vowler asks how well we can ever know someone. Part psychological suspense, part lyrical meditation on fatherhood, war and the natural world, That Dark Remembered Day is a gripping and moving literary thriller that will haunt you to the end. |
Intelligent, absorbing and beautifully done.
CARYS BRAY
Compelling and beautifully constructed - it deserves to be widely read.
GRAHAM MORT
A compelling story about damage done, a touching exploration of the possibility of forgiveness and recovery.
ALISON MOORE
An absorbing, thought-provoking novel about past pains resurfacing, brought to life through compassionate prose.
JONATHAN LEE
One of the most absorbing novels I've read in years. Brilliantly crafted, impeccably researched, with a precision-layered structure, Vowler provides us with a moving psychological portrait of the way trauma lives on in the present. Written in Vowler’s beautifully cadenced, poised style, I was, appropriately, captivated.
RAY ROBINSON
One vividly imagined and intensely realised scene follows another, each one ratcheting the tension, as we are led back through time, and deeper into Stephen’s memories. Almost every page has the sort of perfect sentence or paragraph that makes you want to elbow the stranger next to you on the train, point with a stubby finger, and say: ‘Read that. Just read it.'
ANTHONY MCGOWAN