This is one of those books I’d love to pass out to people and say “Don’t read it for the plot. Read it for the message.” The author managed to squeeze three storylines into one book, three plots unraveling all at once, and do it well. But in the end, the outcome was predictable. Still, it’s a new illustration of an old message, and she did it well.
I noticed that there is some criticism amongst the reviews for being “predictable” at the end. What I have to point out is that, reading between the lines, there was more tension thinking what could have happened if his paranoia had played out and he ended up shooting somebody with that gun. Or a thousand other things. That’s something for readers to think upon when next they enter a crisis in their lives and have to ask themselves how they’re going to handle it. As I like to say, “Repentance is not the art of switching to decaf.” Sometimes you just have to go back to the way it worked in the first place.