This book ran the gambit in terms of likability for me.
Let me start by saying that I couldn't put Into the Wilderness down when I read it. Dawn on a Distant Shore was possibly one of the greatest books that I've ever read and I'd say it rivalled those of Gabaldon. This book however...
When I started reading Lake in the Clouds, I was excited because Shell had just finished it and crazily loved it. Throughout the entire beginning I was beside myself with worry over the way the plot was developing; I just knew that no good could come of any of the story lines. I read it with a lump of fear in my throat and a ball of dread in my tummy.
I was absolutely heartbroken over Elizabeth's loss of Robbie and couldn't understand why the story started out recapping so much death.
I was sure that Nathaniel and Elizabeth would meet certain doom while escorting Selah to Red Rock, and I wasn't entirely wrong, although thank-goodness Donati chose to be fairly gentle with them.
I had myself convinced that Hannah would never come back from New York and have to admit that by the time I got to reading about her journey there and back, I had lost most of my interest in the book at all. I'm not sure why, but I didn't really like Hannah at that point and was beating my head against the wall trying to figure out how she could reconcile with Liam. When she learned the story of his wife, I felt for sure that their relationship wouldn't come to fruition and kind of became depressed about the whole thing.
Then when Hannah finally made it home from New York, the story really took off. All the action regarding the Kuicks and Otter and Strikes-the-Sky brought life back to the book and I found over the last third that I couldn't really put it down.
I was so happy that Hannah found love and I was content with the fact that although she could never be with Liam, she could at least move forward in life knowing that he stood by her when it really mattered.
I became quite emotional during two parts of the story, both relating to Hannah's decision to head west with Strikes-the-Sky. I found the scene between Hannah and Curiosity very endearing in the fact that although Hannah couldn't seem to discuss her new relationship with her father or step-mother, she had the shoulder of Curiosity to lean on and take comfort from. It was nice that Curiosity is appreciated for all that she does for their family, because really they're her family too.
The second part that had me crying was the end and I'd like to quote the paragraph that had so much meaning for me...
"If he listened hard enough he could hear his children sleeping, the sound of their breathing and the very beats of their hearts. Two where last night there had been three. His daughter was gone from him now and still he could call her to him by closing his eyes. Hannah as a newborn, as a laughing three-year-old, as a solemn child of nine, as a young woman standing next to a man she now called her husband."
Hmmm, chokes me up even re-reading it here.
So as I said, this book ran the gambit in terms of likability for me; I liked it, I hated it and then I loved it. Will I read it again? Not in the near future. Do I think it was an integral segment to the series? For sure.