At eighty-two pages—including many full-page illustrations by 1985 Caldecott Medalist Trina Schart Hyman—Ghost Eye is not a long book, but Marion Dane Bauer imbues the story with dimension and feeling for the brief time we're under its spell. Purrloom Popcorn, a white Cornish rex cat, lives a relatively charmed life. His blue eye contrasts with his gold eye to grab the attention of judges everywhere at professional cat shows. Other cats plead for attention, but Popcorn regards the judges with aloofness, and rarely fails to take top prize. Yet cat shows weren't always Popcorn's life. He once lived with an old woman named Lydia in a mansion of cats, though Popcorn was a special favorite. When Lydia had to leave home in deference to the disease consuming her body, Popcorn was taken from her by managers to compete in cat shows. The skinny Cornish rex couldn't grasp why his beloved lady deserted him, but he hoped for a reunion until his memory of Lydia faded. Popcorn forgot he ever knew or wanted the caress of human hands, convincing himself he had always lived to win cat shows. He was a natural at being the most striking feline in any room.
After Lydia dies, change comes quickly. Popcorn is shipped to Lydia's mansion, where the old woman's grandniece Melinda and her parents are moving in. Leaving friends, school, and her old home would be a bitter pill for Melinda were she not looking forward to adopting her aunt's Cornish rex. Melinda has long wanted a cat, but she's taken aback by Popcorn, who looks more like a rat. His dual-color eyes are extraordinary, but Popcorn's disdain for Melinda is clear. Angry and hurt, she open his cat carrier to let him walk out the front door if he wants. Melinda doesn't want a pet who treats her with contempt.
The streets can be a scary, cruel place, and a soaked and filthy Popcorn eventually returns to the mansion despite the unnerving secret he discovered before leaving: the ghosts of all Lydia's cats live here. Through Popcorn's blue eye, he sees spirits as they freely come and go. The ghost cats are joined by Lydia herself, and seeing the old woman triggers Popcorn's memories of his happy life before fixating on cat shows. Popcorn wants to jump into Lydia's lap and feel loved again, but she and her ghost pets are only shadows of what was, impossible to touch. In despair, Popcorn decides that returning to the world of cat shows is for the best, but will Melinda and her parents arrive at the same conclusion? Even the superficial pleasure of dominating at cat shows may be irretrievable, but perhaps there's something better. If Popcorn can swallow his pride, and Melinda forget her fantasies of owning the perfect cat, maybe they can find happiness together. It's never too late to relearn how to love.
Marion Dane Bauer is gifted at evoking emotional response in her stories. When Popcorn is originally left to figure out life without Lydia, wanting to remember the woman but limited by his feline memory, the heartache feels real, as it does when Popcorn comes face to face with Lydia's ghost and their connection floods back to him. The momentary joy deflates when Popcorn realizes that a living creature can't cuddle with a ghost; he's more alone than ever. "What good did it do to have a ghost eye, to see into a world he couldn't touch? What good did it do to come home, for that matter, when everyone he had ever loved was dead?" It's painful to wish you could be with those you love, only to face the cold truth that they're gone, shadows residing in your memory. Shadows can't fill a heart, not when we need consolation and togetherness in the present. Letting those shadows go is excruciating, but opens us up to embrace what may be right in front of us, ready to make new memories. Real love is a welcome comfort.
Ghost Eye is a good novel; I'd give it two and a half stars and almost round up to three. If it were longer so the emotional narrative could be more fully established, I'd probably do three. Marion Dane Bauer is capable of writing about loss as well as any author I know, and Purrloom Popcorn's story is a wellspring of emotion. I encourage you to give it a read.