TMH is a quaint Lemony Snicket-esque tale of a young governess who discovers her first charges are a bit more than she bargained for. You know that expression “raised by wolves?” Well, they were actually raised by wolves–until Lord Ashton found them while out hunting one day. Too bad his young new wife wants to send them to an orphanage if Miss Lumley can’t straighten them out.
Does she have enough time to civilize them before the Ashton’s all-important Christmas party?
I found TMH in the Young Adult section of my local library, but I feel like it really should’ve been in the children’s section. It was all very quaint and proper and well, boring. Call me desensitized, but I’m just not really that enthralled by three howling “wild” children–any and all of which are still more well-behaved than children I see in Walmart.
Do they have special powers? No. Ok, do they turn into anything? No. Ok, well are they witty and funny? No. Are they forever getting into hilarious misadventures? Not really.
Skip it. (Unless your extremely religious and easily offended sister-in-law comes over and leaves her offspring with you. In which case, this book is safe to read to the spawn).
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