I really wanted to like this book. Victorian Spiritualism has long been a fascination of mine and have a weakness for anything that's set locally (I'm a Lancastrian by adoption). The blurb seemed to set the stage for simmering passions and secrets of the trade, so how could I resist?
I wasn't far into the novel before realising I had made a mistake. As another reviewer has remarked, the chief problem with this story is Molly. She never comes fully to life as a character, her sole preoccupations being sex (continually) and her business (only when she has nothing better to do). It was particularly aggravating how every other character commented on how strong willed she was, when to my mind she lets herself be buffeted around by fate. She is extremely unsympathetic, especially when she lets William think he's responsible for her 'miscarriage'. I too found it very hard to accept she would have sex with a stranger in a public place. Not only is this outrageous behaviour for a Victorian, she originally hails from poverty and should know what such antics lead to (her friend Jenny being a case in point).
My other main complaint is the way spiritualism is handled. Yes, I'm glad it acknowledges most (if not all) mediums were fakes, but I felt it was poorly researched and generally unconvincing. At one point she's worried she's about to be exposed as a fraud and, to be frank, I wish she had; this would have been far more interesting than the melodramatic turn the plot took.
In short: disappointing, even for a debut. If you want to read a book about a Victorian medium, try Sarah Water's Affinity. I'm thankful this was a library book or I would have felt cheated.