I wouldn’t say I loved this book. A lot of it was the nonsense that probably goes through a 10-year-old head. It was obvious to me that her best friend was no longer her best friend, but she didn’t seem to get it. What I didn’t get was why?

But that’s not really what the book was about. The little girl who lives in a funeral home sees death all the time, and doesn’t seem to be bothered by it, even when her great uncle, then her great-great-aunt die. She doesn’t even seem to mourn. She seems remarkably well-adjusted.

Maybe it’s because I was often distracted while reading, but I seem to have missed a few plot points. Why did the friend stop being a friend? Why did the girl learn to mourn? What really changed? And if it’s the events I remember, it doesn’t seem to make sense.

But it was good, sure.