If you've never read a book by Michelle Lovric before, read this one. Read it first for the story, a heart-stopping journey of innocence and resilience struggling for survival against the kind of evil that makes Hannibal Lecter look cuddly. You'll need to keep putting it down to recover (especially when you get to the convent in Peru!) but you'll also have to keep picking it up again just to see what happens. I don't want to give away too much, but the ending is thoroughly satisfying and ultimately cleansing - and I would have wanted to strangle the author had it been any other way.
But I'd recommend reading it again anyway, just for the joy of the verbal pyrotechnics and the artistry that creates such evocative atmosphere. Lovric is already renowned for her powerful sense of place, but in this book personality breathes from the locations as tangibly as sweat oozes from the pores of the skin. Phantasmagoria worthy of Gormenghast but based firmly in a very real historical world, characters that speak in voices you'll hear in your head (and in your dreams afterwards), this book is a dazzling multi-media of a painting that combines the vision of 'The Old Curiosity Shop' (without the sentimentality of Little Nell) with the darkness of 'Justine'(without de Sade's salaciousness)and tosses the reader between light and dark, good and evil with the irritating effortlessness of a master.
This isn't a book for the emotionally squeamish, or anyone who doesn't enjoy digging below the skin of human experience. For anyone else it's simply unmissable. I will never forget it.