This review was written by my best friend Ginny.
Flowers in the Attic
This is the touching story of four young children struggling to survive through the depths of darkness and despair that surround their lives. After their father dies, the family is put into extreme debts that they have no hope of ever paying off, so their mother turns to others for help. It was always a wonder why Cathy had never heard of her grandparents in Virginia before, and not to mention that they were rich millionaires too. Soon she finds out why.
Their grandmother hates them, thinking they are the devil’s spawn, and should’ve never been born. The children are locked away in their grandparent’s wonderous mansion’s attic, where not a soul within the mansion’s walls would know that they existed.
At first, they are only told that they would stay for only a day, then maybe a couple of weeks. But soon those weeks turn into months, those months into a year, then years… The reason being is their dying grandfather could not know that the children existed, or else their mother wouldn’t inherit the fortune that she was promised to earn after his death.
The children must learn to care for one another, to help and love each other, or no one else will.
I found the story to be quite thrilling, it kept me constantly hanging on a cliff to see what would happen next. Overall this story was very good, but there were some minor setbacks and flaws. One that I’d like to point out would be the chapter fill-in’s that I found between the years of their living in the attic. I know something was needed to fill in the gaps of time stretched throughout their lives up there, but I felt it could’ve been slightly more eventful/colorful, or simply don’t give us anything at all during that time. Another would be Chris and Cathy seemed awfully mature for their ages, even when they began first living up in the attic. I know they needed to mature as they took care of their siblings, which over time I can understand that, but it’s always been a flaw all throughout the book in my opinion. Again, these things are fairly minor, and I still really quite enjoyed this book.
Like most all of V.C. Andrew’s novels, this has the same child-abusive story line situation, so of course it’s a bit of a depressing read. That, I find as another drawback. I like interesting and suspenseful stories, and even some sadness, but this could become quite downright depressing to read.
Overall, I quite liked this story. V.C. Andrews writes in great detail, in a very fascinating way. Even through the chapter fill-in’s, it’s hard to get tired of reading it. The characters were memorable, and the story plot was sensational. I’d highly recommend it.