Cake1331
In late 1953, on a windswept Scottish coast, the 200-year-old McCrae estate is crumbling under the weight of a drunken lord and an heir who can't seem to find time to breathe. Downtown, there's the Death House-an abandoned McCrae property named for the man who died on its doorstep twelve years ago, and left it to rot.
When Ross McCrae rents the Death House to Bowie, a quiet American war veteran attending the local university, the town expects disaster. Diarmid, the tightly-wound heir, can't stop watching him. Through lace curtains, from the pier, across the yard, he's drawn to the man who never chases, never flatters, and never bends.