
I don't know why I like morbid books. I have recently started a book I purchased at the book fair called "Hunt for the Seventh" and it has seriously given me the hebbie jeebies.
The book is about this boy named Jim who has just moved into a super huge castle. His mother has died and his father has decided to take a job at the dilapidated Minerva Estate. His father has recently taken up a job as head gardener, which I think is a little pointless. The owner of the castle doesn't even go outside, let alone appreciate the beauty of his home. So I would just sell it to England as a historical landmark and have gardeners take care of it, but no head gardener. I think that if you are going to work at a place like the Minerva Castle, you should be the best of the best.
Anyways, this kid is seeing these strange things. He saw a ghost write on a chalkboard, a mysterious savant who he has named Einstein who may or may not be alive, and a girl has been seriously bugging him, asking him to "Find the Seventh". By Seventh I guess she means the seventh dead child, because six kids died in the grounds. This girl that has been bugging him died because she got nailed in the head by a weather vane. Ouch!
While this book is very good, I feel out of it. Maybe because this book gives me nightmares and I just don't want to be in it, but character development for the main character has been seriously low. The dad and this boy's younger sister, Sal, are extremely developed, especially the father. But it is a good book.
P.S. I commented on Rose's blog