For a story that takes place in a haunted cemetery, this novel, more like a very imaginative play, is really quite funny at times. Using a full cast of restless, ghostly characters, Saunders imagines the night that, according to legend, Abraham Lincoln, in his grief, visited the crypt of his son Willie. The book also includes interesting historical details, and I gained some insight into what Lincoln was struggling with, both publicly and privately, at the beginning of the Civil War. I probably wouldn’t recommend this book for the summer–save it for the fall and winter.
Call No.: FIC Saunders