I adore this series. I always look forward to the newest book. And I have to get these on audiobook because the narration is always excellent. I was not disappointed. At the end of "The Hollow Boy", Lucy leaves Lockwood and Co for what seems like good reasons at the time. She becomes an independent contractor ghost hunter and she's good at her job. But she's not happy, even with her glass jar skull for company. She misses the camaraderie of Lockwood and Co.: George, even Holly, and of course, Lockwood. But she left to keep them safe because her newer abilities to communicate with ghosts might cause her to make a mistake and get one of her friends hurt.
Lockwood shows up at her new digs and asks for her help with a case, and she agrees to help them out. It's one of their tougher cases, and Lucy finds her life in jeopardy shortly after, and realizing that she's more safe sticking with Lockwood and Co. until they fi
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This is a wonderfully imaginative Middle Grade story. I've really been enjoying this series.
I hate the fat-shaming and the cliche of girls competing for a bit as plot, because of course that's going to be the most important thing to terms engaging in nightly mortal combat with ghosts: who's hair is shiniest. Stroud can't imagine girls choosing to wear pants with pockets*, so take it as read that he's crap at treating female characters like people. But put all that aside and the mystery and the ghost-fights are quite fun.
The hell? The boys get to wear pants, but the girls have to wear skirts into battle, and never once complain. I suppose I should be grateful he lets them fight, or that he doesn't make them fight backwards in high heels, but really? Why are British authors so weirdly mired in sex roles of 1950s? Rowling does it too, and I just don't get it.