The short version: 
 The longer version: 
 Between the title and the creepy child on the cover of this book, I'd usually say NOPE. Because if you've been following me for a while now, you know that for as much as I enjoy horror, I steer clear of anything bad happening to kids or animals. I don't know if it's a product of age, having had a kid, or just tiring of the frequency with which the genre goes to those things for a cheap emotional reaction... or all three? Whatever. It's not what I enjoy. Also, creepy children. 
 But something about this drew me in. Coming of age in a village with dark secrets... oooh... why not risk some nightmares and possibly some skimming if things got too icky? 
 The verdict: YIKES. Disturbing. In the description above, the narrative is described as "eerily dispassionate" and aside from just wanting nice endings for all the babies, that was one of the things that made it tough to enjoy. It's a style, I know, and it's done very well here, but it meant that in the parts where I wasn't supposed to be thinking, "Wow, what a psychopath," I just didn't feel connected to the characters. In fact, I had to keep reminding myself which was which as the POVs changed, because I didn't care. 
 It gets high marks for storytelling though. I thought it was very well-crafted. Half of me was trying to look away from the page while reading, while the other half was thinking I should reread this immediately and study its construction a bit. 
 It's definitely not for everyone though. I can see how people might love it or hate it. Or both. For me, it was both.