Some names refuse to stay buried.
Yorkshire, 1897.
Clara Vale is a twenty-eight-year-old probate clerk accustomed to the lies respectable families tell after a death. When her solicitor uncle sends her to catalogue the estate of the reclusive Honoria Wychgrave, Clara expects disputed property, missing documents and resentful relatives.
She does not expect a house waiting for a woman who vanished forty years ago.
Eleanor Wychgrave’s bedroom is prepared every evening. Her dresses remain in the wardrobe. Fresh flowers appear beside her bed. Throughout the manor, mirrors have been turned towards the doors—as though the household expects someone to enter.
Clara dismisses the stories of Eleanor’s ghost until she finds her name recorded among the dead woman’s possessions.
Trapped at Wychgrave Hall by relentless rain, Clara begins investigating the disappearance. The family records have been altered, a portrait has been painted over and someone is using the hidden passages behind the bedrooms.
The closer Clara comes to the truth, the more dangerous the house becomes.
For Wychgrave Hall has not merely remembered Eleanor; it has been waiting for Clara.
It has been waiting for Clara.
The House That Kept Her Name is an atmospheric Victorian Gothic mystery of lost daughters, stolen identities, forbidden rooms and a family determined to keep its darkest secret out of the light.