On Turpentine Lane was a sweet, quirky novel with a bit of a “chick-lit” air about it, that I enjoyed on a lazy weekend afternoon. The novel follows Faith Frankel through several months of her unconventional, and at times very funny, life. A former New York City urbanite, Faith has recently moved back to her home town and taken a job at her old high school. Her boyfriend’s selfishness and free-loading nature comes to light after he borrows money and sets of on a cross-country trip to “find himself.” Feeling unsettled in a cramped apartment with a boyfriend gone for an indefinite period, Faith buys a crumbling, ancient cottage in town on a whim.
Almost immediately the house’s past begins to haunt Faith, when rumors of multiple suspicious deaths come to light causing her great unease. When an album with pictures of dead infants in it is found in the attic, Faith asks Nick, a male colleague, to move in so she has a roommate to keep her fears at bay. Soon a romance blossoms between Faith and Nick and the two team up with her wacky family to play amateur detective and learn what really happened in the house and who was to blame.
In the end, a house that had been very, very unlucky for its previous tenants proves to be filled with only good luck for Faith, Nick, and her entire family.