Therapeutic haunted dolls! Who needs logic? Sure, it's sad that Maggie's life is so lonely and dreary that her most rewarding relationships are with an uncle who never actually talks to her, just at her, and two china dolls and their china dog who talk to her, but mostly to order her to make them fake tea and water their roses (wallpaper). It was bracing to get back to young adult fiction of the 80s where the protagonist is normal and her damage isn't so glamorous, and she doesn't understand it, and there are no love interests, and the horrible people in the book remain horrible for no reason, but in a self-absorbed human way. Like, wtf, Aunts Harriet and Lillian.