This story opens with a rather gruesome scenario — a man called Jack is killing all of the members of a family. But when he gets to the infant son’s room, no one is there. The boy, an intrepid explorer, had woken up during the commotion, gotten bored, and simply walked out of the house. He wanders into a graveyard with Jack following, but with some help from the ghosts inhabiting the graveyard, the boy is kept safe. He is raised by the Owenses and given the name of Nobody, because that’s who he looks like. Nobody but himself. He learns a lot of things from the graveyard and its ghosts, and eventually (of course) ends up fighting the man Jack and his cronies.
The Graveyard Book was a cute little book (that gave me more sunburn!), but I didn’t like it as much as I guess I thought I would. A lot of things just sort of happen without much explanation, starting from the very beginning. I think I would have enjoyed the book more had I known who Jack was and why he wanted to kill Bod from the start; as it was it seemed more like an afterthought. I did like the very realistic Scarlett Amber Perkins, especially at the end, but I didn’t understand why she or her mother was okay with Scarlett hanging out with Mr. Frost. Things like that. Ah, well.