Fifteen years ago, a young girl went missing after spending the summer telling her family and friends she was going to live with the faeries in the forest behind her house.  When she returns fifteen years later, she triggers her brother and his fiancé to go on a journey to find out what really happened in those woods and who, or what, was responsible for the girl’s disappearance.

It’s been nearly three years since I found myself enjoying the work of Jennifer McMahon.  Released in 2011, Don’t Breathe A Word was McMahon’s fourth novel and the sixth that I’ve read.  Everything seemed to be going along fine, hitting all the right notes in explaining who was behind the supposed mystical elements of the tale, until the end, when it took a hard left back to the land of make believe.  Not exactly the way I would have gone, but it didn’t completely ruin things for me.