![]() ![]() ![]() Other days are the days where Merricat ventures outside the boundaries of her house in search of food and books. Certain days of the week belong to cleaning the house as well as making sure that each room remain exactly as they once were. This daily routine is almost a magical thing for Merricat, source of comfort and power. It could be argued that We Have Always Lived in the Castle is a book chiefly about routine – routine that is painstakingly described by its narrator Mary Katherine “Merricat” Blackwood and thoroughly adhered to by her and those she shares her life with: her beloved sister Constance, their sickly uncle Julian and even Jonas, the cat. Why did I read this book: I recently read and LOVED The Haunting of Hill House and after that I had to read Castle, which I was told was even better, as soon as possible. Only Merricat can see the danger, and she must act swiftly to keep Constance from his grasp. Their days pass in happy isolation until cousin Charles appears. Acquitted of the murders, Constance has returned home, where Merricat protects her from the curiousity and hostility of the villagers. Not long ago there were seven Blackwoods-until a fatal dose of arsenic found its way into the sugar bowl one terrible night. Merricat Blackwood lives on the family estate with her sister Constance and her uncle Julian. ![]() ![]() Title: We Have Always Lived in the Castle ![]()
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