I’m still chuckling as I think about Twelve Minutes to Midnight.
It’s been a while since my mind was so absorbed in a book that I kept waiting to get back to it. I even took it with me to the Writers’ Club at St. Mary’s School and pored over it. I felt a little like a school-girl again as I read, for I could not help remembering all the times I would sneakily pick up a book between classes, reading it slyly in the few spare seconds I had, before hastily putting it away deep into my bag.
(When I was in school, there was a rule I hated – we were not allowed to bring books that were not from the school library. A book that did not belong to the school could be CONFISCATED. This meant that in addition to being answerable to everyone at home and school, I would never find out what happened in the story!)
Twelve Minutes to Midnight was a crazy book that kept me hooked; I could not imagine not finding out what happened in the story.
When patients in Bedlam start demonstrating an alarming illness at exactly twelve minutes to midnight, it’s time for Penny (owner of The Penny Dreadful) to step in!
Accompanied by the loyal Alfie and the cowardly Maples, will Penny manage to save the world? Will she be brave enough to solve the mystery of the madness that has gripped Bedlam?
|Title||Twelve Minutes to Midnight|
|Rating (out of 5)||4|