So here we are. Deep, Dark, Confession Time.
I actually really like Dawn. If I were a lesbian, I believe Dawn would have been my first crush. (Well, her or Stacey. I waver back and forth over which blonde haired, blue-eyed baby-sitter is cooler.)
When I was growing up, I especially loved this book. Perhaps that’s why it has taken me an absurd amount of time to recap and revisit Dawn’s (and the reader’s) first experience with the Barretts. While this book wasn’t on my top five desert Island books (that would be #9 – The Ghost at Dawn’s House); it’s still up in the top 10 Baby-Sitter’s Club books of all time.