“A knockout of a read that had me completely captivated from the first page… The Falls by Cathryn Hein is one of the best books I’ve read this year. From the characters, the setting, the antics – the whole book was just an awesome read.”
5 stars, Talking Books Blog
“I very much enjoyed The Falls, which is the latest release by Aussie author Cathryn Hein. A couple of the characters from the excellent Rocking Horse Hill also put in an appearance which was great. The side characters of Claudia, Mouse, Blanche, Betty, Wilma, Saffy and Merlin (all various temperamental animals) had me laughing out loud at their antics, with the author’s sense of humour shining through. I have no hesitation in recommending The Falls highly.”
4½ stars, Goodreads librarian, Brenda
Lucas glided to a stop at the wall opposite and scraped his long hair away from his face. ‘You’ve been working hard by the looks of things.’
‘There’s a lot that needs doing. And I want to help my aunt.’
‘Not because you’re bored?’
She fanned the water in front of her and watched the ripples. How did he know that? She continued to concentrate on the water, the way the sun caught the tiny waves and refracted it in rainbow colours. But the man across from her made the natural world seem faded and drab, drawing her gaze in fish-dart glances.
His jaw showed a shadow of pale stubble. Droplets clung to his long eyelashes and reflected sunlight from the water made his blue eyes seem even brighter. The power of his looks made Teagan even more self-conscious. She crossed one arm over her chest to grip the opposite shoulder, feeling naked and vulnerable.
He tilted his head. ‘You should come out with me one morning.’
‘Check out the area. Get some horse time in.’
‘Thanks, but I have Claudia.’
He carried on as though her coolness meant nothing. ‘I’m heading up to Belgravia tomorrow. It’s an equestrian centre not far from here. Showjumpers, performance horses. Full service agistment for ponies and hacks. They do trail riding, too. Want to come?’
Teagan shook her head. An equestrian centre would only make her feel worse about her lot. As Ness said, she needed to rebuild, look to the future, not wallow.
In a smooth glide, Lucas crossed the pool to join her against the wall. God, he was stunning to look at. Almost too vivid, too fantasyland. She turned away, wishing he’d disappear to somewhere else. Wishing she could do the same, but her jutting bones had her anchored.
He rested his head back. For several seconds he said nothing, then he rolled to the side to look at her. ‘I’m not what you think, Teagan.’
She raised her eyebrows at him. ‘Mind reader, are you?’
‘Maybe.’ He smiled lazily. ‘You think I’m a bit of a wanker.’
Embarrassment crawled from her belly all the way to her neck and face. Ness had been talking. She closed her arm tighter over her chest, fingers digging into her shoulder as she focused hard on the pool’s infinity edge, studying the surreal merge of water and space.
He remained quiet, waiting. Only the water ripples and birdsong tuning the air. This was ridiculous. So what if he was good-looking. She had more gumption than this.
Teagan dropped her arm and rolled her head in a mirror pose to Lucas. ‘And are you?’
A quirk tilted his lips. He pressed closer. ‘Sometimes. But I prefer the real thing.’
Due to my partner’s job, we shift around a lot but while moving house can be a right royal pain in the bum, these new locations, with their fresh sights, sounds and climate, unique histories and experiences, can provide wonderful inspiration.
In January 2013 we relocated to the fringes of Sydney at the foot of the Blue Mountains. Although it’s changing a lot, with the fade of farming and the expansion of suburbia, the rural countryside that remains is still gorgeous. There are lush valleys and rolling hills, a steady river and plenty of horse properties and hobby farms.