Quinsey Wolfe’s Glass Vault
Author: Candace Robinson
Pub. Date: June 26, 2018
Publisher: The Parliament House
Formats: Paperback, eBook
Some see it… Some don’t…
People in the town of Deer Park, Texas are vanishing. There is a strange museum, known as Quinsey Wolfe’s Glass Vault, that appears overnight. Perrie Madeline’s best friend and ex-boyfriend are among the missing. Perrie and her friend August go on a pursuit for them in the mysterious museum. Could the elusive Quinsey Wolfe’s Glass Vault have anything to do with the disappearances?
Quinsey Wolfe’s Glass Vault is the start of a thrilling duology full of magic, danger, and romance.
Maisie takes Oak Street, which I have always found ironic. The street is lined on both sides with tall trees, each one reaching toward the other as if longing for their touch. For a town called Deer Park, I have seen more trees on a street corner than actual deer. Not. One. Single. Deer.
Suddenly, Maisie slams on the brakes and my chest strikes hard against the seat belt. Then I smash back into the seat just as hard. The only thing I can think is, are my organs still intact? Seriously, they feel like they’re bleeding profusely.
“What the hell?” August and I say at the exact same time. Maisie is staring across the street to the left.
“Look!” she exclaims.
Now I see what Maisie is pointing at. Across from us stands an enormous stone building, unbelievably tall, and its walls are lined with huge rocks all along the base. Among the rocks, it appears there are absolutely no windows of any kind. The entrance has an archway that frames one of the tallest wooden doors I have ever seen. It’s creepily unusual.
“Impossible,” I breathe.
“This has never been here before.” August appears flabbergasted.
He’s right. He’s beyond right. There’s no way this place was just magically built overnight. Even if it were possible, it’s obviously old. It has to be over a hundred years old.
“Maybe we never really noticed it before.” Maisie unbuckles herself and opens the car door, completely taken by the sight of this building.
I throw my hands up hysterically and wave my hands around like a lunatic. “Never noticed it before? This giant stone mansion?”
“Perrie has a point, Maisie.” August stares up at the building in shock.
Hesitantly, I step out of the car and August follows. We walk around to stand beside Maisie,
completely speechless as we continue our staring marathon at the place. It’s really an unusual structure to be sitting in the middle of our town. One would think something like this would have drawn major attention from the locals.
“We should investigate!” Maisie is moving before either of us can protest.
“Just a quick look,” I say, falling into step beside her, fingers itching with curiosity.
We walk to the door at a leisurely pace, as if we have all night to see what’s going on. As we inch closer to the arched doorway, where overgrown grass meets a block of cement, two things pop into my line of sight. First, there’s a plaque on the door that reads:
Quinsey Wolfe’s Glass Vault
It’s written in an elegant, yet outdated script.
Maisie tilts her head to the side, skeptical of the plaque. “Not sure what a glass vault is.”
I point at a sign to the right of the door. Moving closer to see what it says, I read it aloud:
The illustrious Quinsey Wolfe presents a wonder of the world, a true sight to behold in his infamous glass museum. A forewarning to onlookers and wonderers, beware of your imagination and curiosity. This is not for the faint of heart.
about the author
My name is Candace Robinson. I’m just your average hemiplegic migraine sufferer. My days are spent writing, book reviewing and traveling through books for my blog, Literary Dust. I live just outside of Houston, Texas, where it feels like the hottest place on Earth with the crazy weather. No, seriously, one day it’s 30 degrees and the next it’s 70 degrees! I live with my husband and awesome daughter!
You can also follow me on my review blog Literary Dust.