“My dad read this to me when I was a kid; he read a lot of books to us, in fact. I had to have been young, since, he stopped reading to me after I started when I was about 5.. I think. But, this one I distinctly remembered.. I sometimes would have the memory of a kid on a branch, above a lake.. and remember that something dark and sinister happened.. Then I re-read it when I was probably in 7th grade, and it made the novel a much bigger surprise because I had all these old, distorted, and fragmented memories.
This is the kind of novel so many writers have in them, but can't put such simple language into a great story. It's hard to specify what makes a novel great, but there is something distinctly separate about this one.. separate, :) I mean, I've read books with characters in school, doing things, and being jealous.. but, this is the one you'll always remember, even if your Dad read it to you when you were three.”
Jill K wrote this review Sunday, December 2 2007.
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