Our journey begins in 2006 with The House at Riverton. Imagine a crumbling English manor, a tragic poet, and a secret that bubbles up for decades. A 98-year-old woman holds the key. It’s her debut, and it’s a banger. Quirky fact: Morton wrote this in one frantic year after her kids went to bed. She’s proof that coffee and midnight panic can create magic.
Next up: The Forgotten Garden (2008). This one is a Russian nesting doll of a story. A little girl is found on a ship to Australia. She has only a suitcase and a book of fairy tales. The mystery unravels across three generations. You will cry. You will google "English cottage gardens." I promise.
Then we get The Distant Hours (2010). This novel is about a castle. A real, live, damp castle where three sisters live. The youngest has been hiding a letter for fifty years. The twist? One of the sisters is still alive, and she’s a total drama queen. Morton loves putting secrets in old letters. It’s her trademark move. Sneaky, right?
