Like most of the reviewers here, I adore the Flavia de Luce books. This is such a quirky series that nothing really compares to it. Speaking From Among the Bones is the latest and, I'm afraid, weakest addition to the series. 
 Much of the charm of the de Luce series comes from its odd humor. Flavia's unwavering acceptance of bizarre situations and lack of understanding about adult issues make her one of the best unreliable narrators in history. But this book leaves much of the fun behind to focus on the disintegrating fiscal and family situations at Buckshaw. For readers who really enjoy Daffy and Feely's cruelty, the cryptic clues about Harriet, and their father's aloofness, this book will be way up on their list of "best of de Luce." For me, the focus brought the mood of the book down, and I found myself setting the book aside during reading to find something more light-hearted. 
 However, being the worst of the de Luce books is still a heady position. When I say I "set it aside," it was never for more than fifteen minutes before I had to snatch it up again and reenter the world of Bishop's Lacy.