It's that time of the year when I release all my pent up goodwill. I get "into the spirit" as the humans say and long for a traditional Christmas story, the dopier the better!
Well I didn't find it in Anne Perry's A Christmas Promise. This was more gritty than the fluff I expected. To be frank, I liked this way more than I thought I would.
Quickly scanning the book's summary can throw a person off: Three days before Christmas, in the freezing slums of London’s East End, thirteen-year-old Gracie Phipps encounters Minnie Maude Mudway, who is only eight, alone, and determined to find her friend Charlie.
Two little girls off to find a friend sounds like it could be quite twee. However, the word slums there is important. Also, this is set in Victorian England, a time when those London slums were particularly slummy. Think of it as A Christmas Carol if Dickens had wallowed in Tiny Tim's family's life the entire time. There's desperation aplenty! There's also murder and drugs, and that was unexpected. I was somewhat aware of Perry's mystery genre background, but I didn't know how dirty she'd allow her character's hands to get. Things do get a bit sugary sweet in the very end, but dude, this is frickin' Christmas! Lighten up!
Maybe I happened to hit on a book that was made for me, I don't know, but I will give another one of Perry's many Christmas themed books a go next year...once my store of goddamn goodwill is replenished.