Bette Lee Crosby’s The Twelfth Child is an extraordinarily heartwarming story, written by a talented author and narrated in a rather unusual way by an extremely charming and complex old lady, Abigail Lannigan.
Abigail Anne Lannigan, who was born in 1912, led a very colorful and eclectic life, and in her sunset years she met probably the best friend she has ever had, Destiny Fairchild. The two of them had some absolutely wonderful times together, but Destiny is now accused of embezzling a fortune. Abigail knows the truth but she’s unable to tell the authorities about it. Why? Well, since I do not want to give away any of the secrets and twists in this charming story, you will simply have to read the book for yourself.
Bette Lee Crosby’s talent lies not only in telling a good, compelling story, but telling it from an unique perspective. I’ve greatly enjoyed the shifts of time in the narrative, and the life story of Abigail Anne proved to be quite intriguing, particularly the way it was revealed slowly, piece by piece, and by the end of this book all of the pieces fit together truly well. It would be impossible not be feel emotionally attached to the characters in this book, and Abigail is certainly one of the most engaging ones I’ve “met” in a long time.
The Twelfth Child by Bette Lee Crosby should not take you long to read, but will definitely stay with you for a good while. Its characters are simply too endearing to go away, and if you are anything like me, you will be impatiently awaiting the sequel, since the ending of this book practically promises one.
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