The Cuckoo Song starts off with Triss, a young girl in the early 1920s who has just woken up from a fever. She’s out of sorts, and gets more so as time goes on. This book is an exploration of sisterhood, womanhood, jazz, adventures, dangers, and spiderweb tears, all in Hardinge’s inimitable, ever-so-slightly more creepy with each page-turn style.
Did I mention spiderweb tears? SPIDERWEB TEARS?
This book is bigger and darker and all a bit more real for its existing in some version of our world.
The book closes with “…that, that was wonderful”, and I cannot agree more.