Heloise has grown up under the extremely strict, and entirely irrational, hand of her godmother. She knows nothing of her parents and nothing of the real world. Questions, love, friendship, dolls, and other things considered “a waste of time” are not allowed. She rarely leaves their home, a gardener’s cottage, except for a daily walk with her godmother and the housekeeper. Her odd family is kept afloat by the Museum of Mary Child which was once the main house of the property. Odder still, Heloise has never once set foot in the museum. She’s never even peeked into the window. She has absolutely no idea what the museum is, but it must be dreadful – visitors come with a smile, but leave with fear in their eyes.
This surreal mystery has many twists and turns that will leave readers wondering what could come next and how could this all weave together. What happened to make her godmother so cruel? Who was Mary Child? What is in the museum? And what is so horrible about dolls, anyway?
reviewed by Jessica