This is not a violent gothic horror nor is it fiendishly ridiculous. It is largely disastrous arch camp and I quickly guessed the ‘twist’. Callie faces understandable outright hostility from Felix. Callie feels apathy and antipathy for everyone and sees sinister intrigue everywhere. This is not pleasingly nasty and is one big narrative weakness. This is not deliciously creepy or subtle or beguiling or nuanced or complex. It’s just exposition dumps.
This is hokum as acrimony and a hard reckoning are imminent. This is full of emotional u-turns and horrible, horrible people who are selfish and insensitive. This is unappealing and full of grim pessimism. Callie moans incessantly and is wearisome and she is not a model of probity. This is a tale of unjustified paranoia, emotional tyranny and it lacks consistent characterisation. It is a tale of how someone can be wrongly perceived as threatening.
“Presumably but not definitely by mistake,”
“No, no, god no, that’s frightful.”
This is a tale of forced ties, a miserable friendless twit, useless adults and no social conscience. There are also ghosts, witches and a stupid romance. It was a daunting challenge to get through this idiocy. I'll avoid anything else ever written by this author.