From a unique new talent comes a fast-paced debut, introducing a heroine whose dark visions bring to light secrets that will heal or destroy those around her . . .
When New York journalist and recently bereaved mother Charlotte “Charlie” Cates begins to experience vivid dreams about children she’s sure that she’s lost her mind. Yet these are not the nightmares of a grieving parent, she soon realizes. They are messages and warnings that will help Charlie and the children she sees, if only she can make sense of them.
After a little boy in a boat appears in Charlie’s dreams asking for her help, Charlie finds herself entangled in a thirty-year-old missing-child case that has never ceased to haunt Louisiana’s prestigious Deveau family. Armed with an invitation to Evangeline, the family’s sprawling estate, Charlie heads south, where new friendships and an unlikely romance bring healing. But as she uncovers long-buried secrets of love, money, betrayal, and murder, the facts begin to implicate those she most wants to trust—and her visions reveal an evil closer than she could’ve imagined.
A Southern Gothic mystery debut that combines literary suspense and romance with a mystical twist, THE GATES OF EVANGELINE is a story that readers of Gillian Flynn, Kate Atkinson, and Alice Sebold won't be able to put down.
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Hester Young was born in Boston on the tenth of November, right around the time of year that New England begins its transformation from a place of colorful leaves and bountiful harvest to a sad display of autumnal decay. A November baby in both mind and spirit, Hester taught herself to read at the age of four and soon gravitated towards books with tragically orphaned heroines. Her favorite games as a child involved climbing trees, sword fighting playmates with sticks, and trying to escape from an imaginary internment camp.
Hester began writing in the first grade. Her early works were diverse in their subject matter, covering such topics as elephant death, divorce, selective mutism, and killer bells. As a high school freshman, she authored a long-running soap opera for her friends which featured said friends having passionate and tumultuous relationships with assorted film and television heartthrobs, plus some cute seniors. Though her audience was admittedly limited in scope, the experience taught her the joys of an actual readership.
She attended Tufts University, majoring in English and minoring in Latin American studies. Hester spent a year abroad studying at University College London, where she fell in love with geeky courses in phonology and English syntax and grammar, despite her British phonology professor forever mocking her for pronouncing the “r” in her own name.
Eager to escape the harsh winters of her native New England, she moved to Tucson after college. By day, she worked as a preschool teacher in a bilingual Headstart classroom; by night, she served as a relay operator for the deaf. She eventually left the Arizona desert to attend the University of Hawai’i at Mānoa. Although her two years on the island of Oahu did produce a Masters degree in English, she remembers them mainly as time spent scuba-diving, singing karaoke with her Japanese roommate, and failing, in spectacular fashion, to surf. (Her ill-fated surfing attempt and its resulting scars surprised no one, given Hester’s lifelong struggle to operate in three-dimensional space.) She also wrote a lot of fiction, with windows open and geckos singing to her from the folds of the curtains.
Following graduation, Hester returned to the east coast and began a five-year stint in southern New Hampshire as a high school English teacher. From her adventures teaching teenagers the art of fiction writing, she learned more than in all her previous years of higher ed. She currently resides in New Jersey with her husband and two young children, writing full-time whenever her children are not home sick or snow-bound or on school vacation or a holiday, i.e. not nearly enough. Hester spends November to February of each year wondering why she ever left Hawai’i.