I thought this was outstanding for a first novel. It's primarily a love story (if I'd understood that, I probably never would have read it), though not in the usual drugstore romance novel sense. But even if you're a guy who hates romance, there is plenty of other stuff going on in this story to hold your interest. A young, poor woman in a small, isolated Appalachian town falls in love with an even poorer migrant worker, incurring the wrath of her harsh, self-righteous grandfather and condescension and judgment from others in her life. This probably doesn't sound that compelling, but the couple's journey, and their meaningful encounters with marginalized peoples, and what I saw as a timeless quality and a mystical undercurrent in the story had me keep reaching for the book, and thinking about for some time after I finished it.
Some have complained about the ending, including a friend I lent the book to, saying that it left questions unanswered, or that they felt there was a lack of closure, or things along those lines, but I personally didn't feel that way about it.