This is one of a few Joan Barfoot books I haven't read. It's pretty hard to categorize. It's part wry cautionary tale and part even more wry romantic suspense, and all page turner. Jane drives you crazy as she waits for the penitentiary to disgorge her demon lover, with whom she's started an ill-advised pen friendship, and yet...Jane, c'est nous. Its themes include violence against women, the barriers between women, the everydayness of danger in women's lives, the hope, the folly, the pain of love.