There are very few books that I remember the opening line of. This is one I can assure you I will never forget. "Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again."
The characters come alive, page after page. I found myself getting totally frustrated with the narrator and then realising why? Such is the magic of this story. That and of course Manderley. Manderley, Manderley. I have been there.I've seen the rhododendrons and strolled through the Happy Valley and felt the mist of the ever present sea upon my skin. I'm sure I have met Rebecca and the unnamed I, often.
This book is stunning!