This is an odd book and seems a little out of place with Dorchester (especially since it seems to lack editorial meddling near the end). It's the story of a man who was traumatized as a child, and it has major repercussions in his life as an adult in ways that no one could ever possibly believe. The details are a little difficult to figure out because you're relying on people whose memories are not very good at recalling what exactly happened (just in like in real life). I feel bad for Amelia because she's the one we kind of glom onto out of necessity. She loves Stuart but doesn't understand him or the situation he's in because she, like us, is missing important parts of his past. Stuart has his good moments, in which he kind of reminds me of me, but he also has his bad moments, in which he definitely reminds me of my abusive stepfather, someone who had many deep mental problems and refused to seek treatment for any of it, choosing the self-medication of alcohol and violence instead. Stuart gets violent, but not in the same way. It's just a life lived in denial.
This book is really about how parents, no matter how good their intentions might be, are responsible for the things that eventually destroy their children. Stuart's mother lives in denial even more than he does, and her insistence on faith instead of science is what puts Stuart in this position. I personally believe indoctrinating children into religion is child abuse, and this is what she's attempting with him. His sad story of being scared into burning his own comic book collection is evidence enough, but because of her lunacy, it sets Stuart down this path.
Enough with the super serious talk. There's something I want to mention because, if you know me in real life, you know I'm a huge fan of when things go off the rails. Early in the book there are hints of what Stuart is planning. To reveal what it is would be a spoiler, so I won't go into it. What I will say is, it seems ridiculous. There's no way he's going to do that, is he? And then, sure enough, he does the thing, and the book goes spectacularly off the rails in that moment. I can imagine a lot of readers not liking what happened, but I loved it. Especially since it seems goofy at first, but then the real consequences arise, and people get hurt and die, and you realize it's maybe not so goofy after all.
Because of that, I don't think I can recommend the book to many. All I can say is, I loved the hell out of it. And that last chapter is pretty good, too. I hate it when a horror book feels the need to throw one last scare at you, especially if the scare is the fact that the villain has survived to terrorize our hero(es) again in a possible (and wholly unnecessary) sequel, but this doesn't do that, and it doesn't feel too much like a scare. And it's very cleverly done.