This was a pretty easy, and reasonably entertaining read. I can't pinpoint anything that really stood out at all though, which is a shame, considering I read it years ago when I was young and seemed to hold such fond memories of it.
The story revolves around the murder of a drifting scoundrel, his two wild children and a sweet doctor's family. The narration is told by an inquisitive young boy (Kimmy), who observes the towns reaction to such an event and the morbid curiosity of townsfolk, with a somewhat endearing naivety. It really was quite a sweet book. No, sweet it the wrong word. I don't really know how to describe it, it's a story that just is. As you read you just seemed to follow the day to day life of the characters, getting to know them a little bit more with each chapter, living the experience through them. While the writing seemed a little flat at times, which made it difficult to really feel anything whilst reading, the story was engaging enough to keep going. Some of the characters were really awesome. Bobby, so down to earth and honest and little Kimmy, even that seedy Ben Cullen. But I found others to be incredibly cliche and couldn't respond to them. They had the surface character there, but nothing substantial enough to make them seem real.
It really had a lot of potential, and perhaps I have been spoilt with some amazing books of a similar genre, but it just didn't quite hit the mark, although it was enjoyable.