It took me a chapter or so to realise what was going on in this story, but once the penny dropped I was hooked.
A talking cat called Olivia? Her strange, reclusive owner, the deeply strange Ted? The shadowy but violent young woman, Ted’s daughter Lauren, who spends most of her time locked away in the far reaches of their home which stands on the edge of a dark forest? What’s going on behind the shuttered windows and locked doors of the last house on Needless Street?
A very, very unusual psychological disorder, of a kind you may never have heard of or read about before, is at the heart of this story. But the incredibly rare condition has its own inner logic. And once you begin to understand what makes Ted tick, the last house on Needless Street begins to make a terrible kind of sense…
This is one of the most sinister and thrilling novels I’ve read in a very long time. It’s deeply unsettling and unmistakeably gothic – right up my street, as it were.
It’s basically the story of a murderer, retribution, and a vanished child from long ago. The central character is Ted, a true loner whose only companions are his daughter and his cat. But are they the only figures in his life? How much of what we read is true, and how much is a lie built upon a fantasy? What is real, and what is in fact the bizarre working of Ted’s inner mind? How can his cat talk to us – the reader – with such intelligence and perception?
And what fate awaits any stranger who dares to enter the last house on Needless Street?
Dark, gripping, and unique.