Returning home from a visit to a client late One Summer's evening, antiquarian bookseller adam snow takes a wrong turning and stumbles across the derelict old white house. Compelled by curiosity, he approaches the door, ...Returning home from a visit to a client late One Summer's evening, antiquarian bookseller adam snow takes a wrong turning and stumbles across the derelict old white house. Compelled by curiosity, he approaches the door, and, standing before the entrance feels the unmistakable sensation of a small hand creeping into his own, 'as if a child had taken hold of it'.