The House on Rectory Lane epitomises that adage – The Grass isn’t always greener on the other side.  The shades of darkness are painted on the walls, you just have to look that bit closer to see all the shades of horror. Upon opening the door to the house on Rectory Lane you can feel the suffocating and addictive stench of potential destruction. The story is a revelation, the author leaving a lasting impression of how great storytelling can leave you gasping for air. I plan on reading James’ back catalogue, but the expectations are now high… Jake and Kate want to escape the rat race of London. They are…