Book by Neil Jordan
'I had been mistaken for him so many times that when he died it was as if part of myself had died too.'Kevin Thunder grew up with a double – a boy so uncannily like him that they were mistaken for each other at every turn. As children in 1960s Dublin, one lived next to Bram Stoker’s house, haunted by an imagined Dracula, the other in the more refined spaces of Palmerston Park. Though divided, like... goodreads.com