This has a pretty, literary cover and a pretty, literary title and so I thought it would be,
at most, part of the Todorovan fantastic, maybe it is real and maybe it is imagined/insanity, which, honestly, I find one of the most boring conceits in all of literature most of the time. But no! There is an ACTUAL GHOST. Or perhaps not a ghost. But an actual supernatural being. Structurally, this is a very traditional ghost story. The prose is lovely, but my favorite thing is Jess and her reserve (must type up favorite quote). Her grandfather is also wonderful. The parents are very well done, too, you can see the gap between what they understand and what Jess understands, and they're not vilified at all. The ending's a bit abrupt.
