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** spoiler alert ** I have read several books by Leif Enger, and I am a fan of his. (I especially liked Peace Like a River.). That is how I heard about Lin Enger, Leif’s brother, and so I decided to give his writing a try as well. I liked most of this book. I was hooked from the beginning, and was compelled to read right through it in a weekend, but have to say I did not like the ending. I liked the way the author wrote. I felt like even when a part seemed somewhat predictable, he managed to surprise readers with an unexpected curveball every now and again. I liked that for much of the first half of book you were really not sure whether the main character had lost his sane mind, or his dad truly had been murdered. What I did not like was: a) the mother—so lacking in character, integrity, sanity, strength, love for anyone. This made me wonder how much she knew. Did she and Clay started their affair long ago? Did she know her lover killed her husband? and b) the ending. There was no justice in the end. While I know not every book can or should have a happy ending, this ending was so dissatisfying. There was no true justice. The ‘bad guy� so to speak was killed (Clay), and so you could call that justice of sorts, but because his murderer (Jesse) was never caught, never confessed, and just went on living life as if that horrible incident had not happened, I felt unsettled about all of that! Jesse chose to take matters into his own hands, killed his uncle (Clay) because he (Clay) had killed his own brother (Jesse’s dad), and then moved to CA and became a professor. Makes you wonder how many uncaught murderers are out there, walking scott-free, as if they hadn’t done it. Sociopaths? Psychopaths? At the least insane? I think a really good editor could have helped Enger improve the ending.