Such a strange, little book. It's not easily relegated to a category, which I appreciate. Ghost story, mystery, cross-cultural exchange...
An Australian girl who speaks Japanese goes to live in Japan for a few months and stumbles into a ghost story. There is a mysterious letter, poltergeist activity, and sneaking through temples and shrines at midnight. Oh, yes, and donuts.
The writing was uneven and choppy. Lots of short sentences that could have been combined to create a more gentle flow. "He fell hard. The ice was cold under his butt. Winter is rough." (Ok, those were not exact quotes, but you get my point.) And the dialogue felt sort of forced, almost like it had been translated (but I don't think it had been). What 12 year old girl gets scared and says, "It was so un-nerving"?
Still and all, kudos to the setting. Japanese ghost mystery, indeed.