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When a middle-aged man returns home to attend a funeral, he takes a side trip to his old house, or rather where it used to be. He drives on to the end of the lane to the Hempstock Farm where there is a duck pond. He seems to remember the little girl, Lettie called it something else. Sitting at the edge of the pond he remembers she called it an ocean, and then “having remembered that, I remembered everything.”
Told from the view of the little seven-year boy, whose name I don’t remember (the problem with putting off reviews and not taking notes, although another reviewer says the boy is never named) as he deals with forces too strong, events too strange, frightening and dangerous for a little boy to deal with, even with the protection of a very special eleven-year-old girl. And she does protect him.
The start of this book is rather rambling, and it continues to ramble, although the story progresses it does so at a rather slow pace. Like Mr Gaiman had an idea for a story and just kept stretching it. It was because of this I took off a heart. I did like how he kept the child’s perspective, how children think and that he made the young boy rather clever, and also his great attention to the details that children feel are important. I’m not sure if I can recommend this book wholeheartedly, but I also feel that if you are a Neil Gaiman fan you will like it. From my limited exposure to Neil Gaiman I feel this is classic Neil Gaiman but too long.