Haveerstock the beauty of Cornwall in summer surpassed all expectation. Brilliant sun danced on a jewel-like-sea, gardens abounded with dazzling color, and the air was fragrant with oneysuckle. But with her husband off on a trip and Laura arriving at tremenheere , his family’s estate for the first time she felt vulnerable and alone. But tremenheere and its inhabitants had a power of their own to dispel her fears. She would learn many things in these gentle confines about her husband, about herself, about the many mysterious ways of the man heart things as surprising as an August wind, as compelling as the faraway sound of Voice in Summer.