A friend (ACC) sent me this book. My rating is probably colored by reading another book from the series just before this one and being more involved with that plot than I was with this one. I can't quite figure out why this book didn't grip me--perhaps I never grew to care for any of the "mysterious strangers" in the house across the street or perhaps it was because so much was made of Abby's pneumonia recovery (which while probably realistic makes for quite boring reading and seems to serve the sole purpose of allowing Abby to have the time to sit around in the downstairs room and spy on the new neighbors.) I'm tired enough--I don't have to read about someone else being tired. Though I can understand Abby's thoughts: her impatience to be out and about, her feeling tired but also feeling tired of resting.

I didn't guess the truth behind the mystery. Maybe I should have.

I liked the idea of the birdhouse that Bobby and Katia made for Abby. ( )