Frankie moved away from the small town she grew up in to escape her overbearing mother. Ten years later she gets a phone call from a stranger who tells her that her mother has died. This left me so unsettled but I enjoyed it so much. It goes from being subtle to full on horror towards the end. When I got to the scene of the feast, I was so unnerved that I had to put the book for a few minutes. I liked reading about Sankta Lucia and The Night of the Witches. While this is a bit predictable in some ways, it is still suitable for anyone who enjoys folk horror.