Status Updates From Ragazze infrante

[SPOILER] “you spend twenty-nine years at Idlewild. … I had to stay because it was my job, because I needed the money, but sometimes the girls… they ran. And deep down we didn’t blame them.”
“Why not?”
“Because we were all so horribly afraid.” Of the monsters? Is there really a paranormal side to the story? If that’s the case, I’ll be disappointed, because that’s not what I signed up for lmao

[SPOILER] “[One of Tim Christopher’s college friends] had seen Tim the morning of the murder. … They had talked about nothing special …—except for one thing. There had been mention of a girl they both knew who had unsuccessfully tried to commit suicide the week before. The friend had been shocked, but Tim Christopher had just shrugged, throwing the ball at the hoop. Some girls should just be dead” Excuse me???

[SPOILER] “You found immigration records?”
He nodded, his expression haunted. “She came in 1947.”
… “You mean she was a refugee.”
“Yes.”
… “So Sonia spent her childhood in France during the war. Nazi-occupied France. She lost her parents, her family. And she came here, only to—”
“Only to be murdered and dumped in a well,” Jamie finished for her.” Well shit.

[SPOILER] “Sonia Gallipeau … was reported missing in early December 1950. … She left to visit a great-aunt and great-uncle in Burlington. She left after a day without their permission—ran away. She got on the bus back to Barrons. She never got there, and she was never seen again.”
… “Where was she last seen?”
“Burlington, getting on the bus, by the ticket taker.” So the girl in the prologue was Sonia, not Deb

[SPOILER] “There’s a tag sewn into the collar of her blouse,” he said. “A name tag.”
“Tell me.”
… He scrubbed a hand over his face. “Sonia Gallipeau,” Oh fuck—

[SPOILER] “Look at that,” he said. “Now tell me she fell.”
… Even after so many years, with the blood long gone, it was clear in the light. Beneath the strands of hair, the back of the girl’s head was smashed, a section of the skull nothing but shards of broken bone.” Oh god

[MINOR SPOILER] “She’d never had anything really bad happen to her. Not really bad.
Except for the water. That day at the beach with her mother, years ago, swimming in the ocean. Looking up through the water, unable to breathe, and seeing her mother’s face. Then nothing.
But the water had been a long time ago. And it had been an accident.” Oh god did her mother try to drown her?

“Sonia muttered again, and this time there were English words mixed in with the French. CeCe put her ear to Sonia’s lips and caught some words: Please don’t take me there. Please don’t. I’ll be quiet.” Oh baby…

“Sonia was standing in front of one of the large windows … The French girl was still, her face pale. … Sonia’s expression was empty, as blank as a piece of notepaper, her lips slack. Her usual look of quick, quiet intelligence … had vanished. Her hands dangled at her sides. Her eyes, which were normally observant and a little wry, were open … but they contained nothing at all.” Oh no is she having flashbacks?

[SPOILER] “There’s been—a discovery,” he said. “I don’t— They’ve found something. It seems to be a body. In the well.” Oh fuck

[CW : Allusion to suicide] “She no longer pictured the face of her uncle, Van, her father’s brother … Uncle Van, who had fought on the beaches of Normandy and now could not sleep or work … She did not think about how she had opened the door to the garage one day and found Uncle Van sitting there, alone, hunched over in his chair, how she had seen—” Oh fuck, did he kill himself? And she found him?

“why restore Idlewild Hall now? … Margaret Eden can’t be financing everything by herself. If she has investors, who are they? How do they expect to make money?” …
“You think there’s something else going on.”
“I think that the place is a money pit. Maybe she’s batty, or she’s being taken advantage of. Don’t you at least find it weird?” It *is* very weird