This book took me a long time to read (almost a month) because it was just so wholesome crossing into monotonous. I think I would have loved this book as a 13 year old girl. Maybe I’m just reading it too late in life? It took me back to a simpler time. I didn’t buy into the uncle thing because he did things that seem inappropriate now. Did anyone else feel that way? Like kisses, hugging, sitting on his lap, spending time alone. I kept trying to remember how old he was compared to her and he is her father’s younger brother. I was going to throw the book if there was some kind of weird marriage. Alas, there was not and it really was just a loving relationship with a father figure. I love the thought that LMA wrote this in a time where high society and manners and coming out parties was normal. I like the idea of sticking it to those people and developing a character (I think based on herself and her upbringing) that would find solace in getting fresh air, being kind, playing outside and destroying corsets.