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But Flynn kept the bones of the story intact.
Changing it would be sort of mystifying.
Camille briefly senses that life may be settling into a manageable rhythm.
And then the new friend ends up dead, and Ammas the one who murdered her.
Presumably, Amma ran out of time.
Despite leaving the framing intact, however, the tone of the shows ending wildly diverges from the novels.
In the novel, Camille allows her mother to poison her, albeit not nearly to the same degree.
Shes sick and feverish, and wakes up in her own urine.
She offers herself as a body for a toxicology report, not a potential victim.
And Richard doesnt metaphorically break down the door to discover where his lover has been secreted.
He walks in, standard operating procedure, warrant in hand.
In the novel, Camille also has no closure with Richard.
There is no apology in the hospital room, no soft parting.
Camille remains as convinced of her bodys ability to repel as she was before.
Instead, Amma is wildly needy and afire with anxiety.
She slaps Camille for buying the wrong color upholstery for her dollhouse.
Camille promises herself she wont ask about the killings, but the questions pour out of her.
Amma explains that first the girls were her friends and they had fun: We were wild.
Wed hurt things together.
We killed a cat once.
But then Adora began to take an interest in them.
They werent my secrets anymore, she says.
They started asking questions about me being sick.
They were going to ruin everything.
Camille makes her own assumptions, too that Amma killed the girls out of jealousy.
Its a scene that works on the page, but would feel awfully heavy-handed on the screen.
These are things we already know, or at least implicitly understand.
Unlike Marian, Amma played along.
Its no coincidence thatAmmarearranged is simplyMama.
Ground it back and forth until the skin was shredded in scribbly cuts.
Curry broke in just before I went for my face.
Eileen and Curry treat her like their child.
They wake her and put her to bed with kisses.
Eileen runs her baths and brushes her hair.
Was I good at caring for Amma because of kindness?
Or did I like caring for Amma because I have Adoras sickness?
I waver between the two, especially at night, when my skin begins to pulse.
Lately, Ive been leaning towards kindness.
