Summary: Lying awake at night, Tom hears the old grandfather clock downstairs strike . . . eleven . . . twelve . . . thirteen . . . Thirteen! When Tom gets up to investigate, he discovers a magical garden. A garden that everyone told him doesn't exist. A garden that only he can enter . . .
Thoughts: This was a magical and sweet book reminiscent of an E. Nesbit or The Secret Garden. Filled with a sort of dreamy quality, this book takes through a mysterious adventure that you just can't quite understand until the very end. Full of sweet characters, a heart-pulling plot, and childish mishaps, it takes on a tour through time. In the beginning Tom was leaving home to escape the measles that had laid hold of his brother, and found himself extremely bored in his childless Aunt and Uncle's flat. While reading, I had a cold and was too miserable to do much and yet well enough to be extremely bored. It was then, with similar interest, that I followed Tom on his discovery of the garden and thoroughly enjoyed the adventures he had during the thirteenth hour.
Content: Perfectly clean for all ages. There is talk about ghosts but this is disproven by the end.