I didn't expect this book to slow down my path of reading as many books as I can this year. But I finished this one today after starting it in ... June! And, actually, I can only partly blame the book itself - I mostly blame my work; which has consumed my summer, and September, and October.
Anyway, this was a long old read for me, and my interest sort of died along the way. I didn't like it nearly as much as The Linnet Bird, which I think most critics agree is Linda Holeman's best. It wasn't bad - just sort of dragged out, maybe? I'm moving on to a totally different genre next. Assuming I'll have time to read AT ALL once Mini-Madonna #2 comes home :)