
Abbe Deighton
is a woman who has lost her bearings. Once a child of the African
plains, she is now settled in Hawaii, married to a minister, and waging
her battles in a hallway of monotony. There is the leaky roof, the
chafing expectations of her husband’s congregation and the constant
demands of motherhood. But in an instant, beginning with the skid of
tires, Abbe’s battlefield is transformed when her three-year-old
daughter is killed, triggering in Abbe a seismic grief that will cut a
swath through the landscape of her life and her identity.
Clawing its way through the strata of grief comes the memory of another
tragedy, one that has been tucked away for twenty years. If Abbe is to
find a way through blame and guilt and find redemption she must
confront the last summer of her youth.
It is a journey that will take her back to the continent of her
childhood, bringing her face-to-face with her past, to the old
witchdoctor’s hut where curses were cast, secrets kept and a crime
concealed. Abbe will have to make the harshest of choices, choices
which blur the lines of life and death, responsibility and forgiveness,
murder and self-defense.
Come Sunday is a novel about searching for a true homeland, family
bonds torn asunder, and the unearthing of decades-old secrets. It is a
novel to celebrate, and Isla Morley is a writer to love.