Summary:
Winifred Notty arrives at Ensor House prepared to play the perfect governess - she'll dutifully tutor her charges, Drusilla and Andrew, tell them bedtime stories, and only joke about eating children. But long, listless days spent within the estate's dreary confines come with an intimate knowledge of the perversions and pathetic preoccupations of the Pounds family - Mr. Pounds can't keep his eyes of Winifred's chest, and Mrs. Pounds takes a sickly pleasure in punishing Winifred for her husband's wandering gaze. Compounded with her disdain for the entitled Pounds children, Winifred finds herself struggling at every turn to stifle the violent compulsions of her past. French tutoring and needlework are one way to pass the time, as is admiring the ugly portraits in the gallery . . . and creeping across the moonlit lawns . . .
Patience. Winifred must have patience, for Christmas is coming, and she has very special gifts planned for the dear souls of Ensor house.
My Thoughts:
This was so much fun. There is a lot of time-jumping in the chapters. Winifred is such a fun yet unreliable narrator, even taunting us later on in the book. This has made me wonder how much of the story was either false or told slightly different than the truth. She was raised by her mother and stepfather, as her father was out of the picture. The stepfather is a Reverend, who drilled into Winifred that she has evil inside of her. While I'm not sure how different she would have turned out if he didn't, it does make me think. She makes a lot of dark jokes that I enjoyed, and we are told that her town had a problem with babies being murdered. As the book goes on, it seems likely that Winifred was behind it, as well as the disappearances of some of her previous charges. She becomes more and more unhinged as the book goes on, which is something I love in stories.
I do wish that Winifred was slightly more fleshed out, and it would have been nice to see others perspectives of the events, especially towards the end of the novel.
My Rating: 4 stars