Slow going. Reminds me of Fannie Flagg's Can't Wait to Get to Heaven
so far (although dryer).
I read so many of these books with that 'slowly panning out from the past with the great big horrible secret being oh so slowly revealed for the big emotional impact in the present' type plots that I don't have tons of patience with them any more. Anyone else have this problem? I feel like I, the reader, am being manipulated.
They tend to sell well (book clubs?), so maybe it's just me...