A review by alinaborger
The Lost Girl by Anne Ursu

I adored this book—a parable about Sisterhood with a capital S, but also a little creepy/atmospheric and paced well enough to fly. Ordinarily creepy is not my cup of tea, but in this novel, it worked. In part, that's because Ursu is a master of voice, and with character front and center like that, the creepy wasn't too creepy. The twin girls at the center of the novel are so utterly distinct that it becomes impossible to see them as interchangeably as the world does, though the title points us back to that tension with a little pun--which girl is it, exactly, who's lost? And how? 

I’d say it’s kind of the middle grade version of the scene in ENDGAME when

Spoiler

all the female heroes come out and say “She’s not alone.”

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