This was nothing like I thought it would be, and turned into a very interesting book. In the beginning, I thought it was going to be a sort of "The Grapes of Wrath" set in a tiny town in Vermont, of all places. I'm not even sure what made me pull it off the shelf (it was a BookCrossed gift from Feb of 2009), but it looked appealing, so I grabbed it. Sidenote: it has those unfinished edges - I love that!

I'm not sure what to write about this book, as the standard blurb probably tells as much as anything, and anything else I'd tell would be a spoiler. But I was right last night when I posted a status update on page 306 (not that there's anything revelatory on that page; it's just where I stopped. And thought, and realized that there was a twist). Well, I was partially right. It was more than I thought, but I was on the right track. And it sort of blew my mind.

I found a quote in here I loved and have always found to be true: There ain't no way to be sad when you're holding a brand new baby in your arms.

And so without giving spoilers, I have nothing else to say, except that I believed this story. I mean, I really believed it, which I think means it was very well written. In fact, the first time the narrator gives his name, I actually checked it against the author's name to see if they were the same. That's how much I believed it. And once I got into it, I couldn't put it down. Fair warning: the beginning is a little plodding. But once it gets going, it really goes.